Hey, now everybody sit down and shut the fuck up! Class is now in session If you came here to hear that lovey dovey shit, get the fuck out! If you soft and scared of hardcore shit, get the fuck out! For those who love raw shit, welcome to Sickology 101 Your instructor for today is, Tech N9ne! This is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks To signal the true sick, mellow tone is what you spit Switching the pattern, bust out that quick midwest chatter Some people hate but it ain't mattering, but the people gather, it's flattering Switching the pitch, mixing, there's no need to be stiff in this bitch Spitting full clips on a mission for bliss when I be ripping this shit Make it exciting, got to be inviting when you're writing your piece Never be dick riding, if you're going to be biting, you're igniting the beast This is melodic, melodies, if you got it Mix it hot as tamales, you singing off-key is garbage If you can't keep an octave in a pocket, you need to stop it Have confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em asleep when you rock it This is harmony, Nina's taking you through it Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, make it fluid Sickology 101 is in session, I thought you knew it We murderin motherfuckers in music, that's how we do it! Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!) Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!) Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!) Such an oddity with it, this is Sickology Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!) Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!) Get! (On your feet!) Up! (Out your seat!) From our west coast instructor, Crooked I (Crooked I)