This Ring Lyrics

This Ring lyrics

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Do you take this man to be you lawfully wedded husband

In sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer

For better or for worse, 'til death do you part? I do



Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife

In sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer

For better or for worse, 'til death do you part? I do



From the words of a patriot

I often fear that the sins in my past

Will come back to haunt me

But the consequences are more than I can bare



I feel that shit, this piece right here

Is about what comes with fame

And the struggle to keep family within a family

I give you, this ring



This ring got me a top notch, straight hot fox, we sought rocks

And the Ewok Slot, was caught, got dropped two, playing hopscotch

On the block, ought not twat plot, yo for hops knot I brought dots



This ring, helped me remain sane, no dame games, came from bane

To a changed man, no cane thang, refrain from gang bang

Slang a praying brain, reigns family fame, then came pain



Say hello to Tech N9ne, everybody wanna be down with a nigga

Women get a whiff of the money, thinking of taking it from me

They get up in the club, giving the love, throwin' the pussy

Full of liquor and bud, booty hopping around up in the MO



Get to looking around, every ho wanna lick a nigga low

Infatuated, with niggas with dough, get 'em in the sack

And try to make 'em let it go

Tech N9ne, be autographing bitches, in front of rappin' niggas



Who think of having figures, they get to grapping triggas

They can't imagine villians, when they come back and get us

We get to whacking niggas, I ain't never wanted no parts of this



I don't ever wanna break, another heart for this

Why the Devil gotta make it

Why the Lord gotta make something that'll kill

Something so marvelous



This ring, brings demeaning demons in

G-strings, songs we sing, make 'em fiend semen

And green things, clinging, dreaming

Thinking of being Miss Thing with this ring



But if I wasn't Tech N9ne

Bitches wouldn't even wanna be with Tech N9ne

If I did no music, then would you respect mine

This wedding band and music draws a line

Between life and Tech N9ne



This ring was supposed to protect a nigga

Best for niggas, who couldn't stop having sex

With bitches, bless the Mrs

Who stress to kiss us, even though we spend on

Checks with strippers, obsessed with clitorises



This ring made a nigga feel macho

Cry fo, lie fo, die fo, my ho, nigga, I go face, diablo

With a hostile gospel, if I can't have tres or cuatro

Little vatos, I'm a let a lot flow



What the sell, up in Osco, up a nostril

That sound like Tech N9ne, nigga, where the weed

Where the muthafucking, blow and the hoes, yes, yes

Next to me, is ecstasy, asking me if I wanna roll, yes, yes



Bitches never gave a fuck about a fling

Make's it exciting, when a married nigga, wanna fuck around

And a bitch know he down for a fling, yes, yes

I've been tested and alot of times

Been invested didn't know this Tech shit

Would constantly, get a nigga molested



Been aproached by some of the best tricks

In the game and they came strong

But I hanged on to this ring

And I hope my son don't sing the same song



This ring, brings demeaning demons in

G-strings, songs we sing, make 'em fiend semen

And green things, clinging, dreaming

Thinking of being Miss Thing with this ring



But if I wasn't Tech N9ne

Bitches wouldn't even wanna be with Tech N9ne

If I did no music, then would you respect mine

This wedding band and music draws a line

Between life and Tech N9ne



Quincy J told me, super stars are good providers

But 2 times outta 10, when we on tour

Family's not besides us, what can a nigga do

When he make ends, add more to the time they spend



While he make ends, everything else breaking

And the bond at the house may end

And your wifey steadily yellin' bout quality time

And you think with all the fame and fortune shit outta be fine



But what happens when, the divorce papers just gotta be signed

And you lose half and your children, 'cuz you gotta be N9ne

I wanna relax wit 'em and spend time to the maximum

But if silence is golden then me making noise is platinum



I gotta be Tech and Daddy and Hubby

But music, women mixed with family's ugly

I know and you know, that hell will be

Hot for a nigga's infidelity



But until then God forgive me for any, promises that I broke family

Can I be forgiven for all the, liquor and weed that I smoked

When I succeed, will I cope? Will I still breathe without both?

This ring Tech N9ne, I dunno, but when I go, I'm leavin' out dope



This ring, brings demeaning demons in

G-strings, songs we sing, make 'em fiend semen

And green things, clinging, dreaming

Thinking of being Miss Thing with this ring



But if I wasn't Tech N9ne

Bitches wouldn't even wanna be with Tech N9ne

If I did no music, then would you respect mine

This wedding band and music draws a line

Between life and Tech N9ne



This ring, Tech N9ne, this ring, Tech N9ne

This ring, Tech N9ne, this ring, Tech N9ne

This Tech, this Tech, this Tech, this Tech ring

Tech N9ne