Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Ring, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Anghellic, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.02.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: MSC Entertainment, Strange
Song language: English
This Ring |
Da da da da da da da |
Da da da da da da |
Da da da da, come on |
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) |
Help me remain sane, no damn games |
Came from bane to a changed mane |
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 |
Throwing 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 rapping niggas |
Who think of having figures they get to grabbing triggas |
They can’t imagine villains when they come back and get us |
We get to whacking niggas |
I ain’t never wanted no parts of this |
I don’t never want to break another heart for this |
Why the devil gotta make it, why the Lord |
Wanna 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 (Mrs. 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 missus, who stress to kiss us |
Even though we spend our checks with strippers |
Obsessed with clitorises (This ring) |
Made a nigga feel macho |
Cry for, lie for, die for, my ho |
Nigga I go face diablo with a hostile gospel |
If I can’t have tres or cuatro, little vatos |
I’ma let a lot flow what they sell, up in osco, up a nostril |
(That sound like Tech N9ne) |
Nigga where the weed where the |
Muthafukin' 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, makes it exciting |
When a married nigga wanna fuck around |
And bitch know he’s down for the fling (Yes, yes!) |
I’ve been tested and a lot of times been invested |
Didn’t know this Tech’s shit |
Would constantly get a nigga molested |
Been approached 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 |
Quincy J. told me, superstars are good providers |
But two times out of ten when we’re on tour family’s not beside us |
What can a nigga do when he makes 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 steady yellin' 'bout quality time |
And you think, with all the fame and fortune shit oughta be fine |
But what happens when the divorce papers just gotta be signed |
And you lose half and your children 'cause you gotta be N9ne |
I wanna relax with them 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 ug-aly |
I know and you know that hella be |
Hot for a nigga’s infidelity, but until then (What) |
God, forgive me for any promises that I broke |
Family, can I be forgiven for all the liquor and weed that I smoke? |
When I succeed, will I cope |
Will I still breathe without both |
This ring (Tech N9ne) |
I don’t know but when I go I’m leaving out dope |