(This ring)
Got me a top notch straight hot fo
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 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 n a
Women get a whiff of the money
Thinking of taking it from me
They get up in the club, giving the love
Throwing the p y
full of liquor and bud
Booty hopping around up in the mo
Get to looking around
Every ho wanna lick a n a 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 s with bitches
Bless the mistress,
who stress to kiss us
Even though we spend our
checks with strippers
Obsessed with clitorises
(This ring)
Made a n a feel macho
Cry for, lie for, die for, my ho
n a I go face diablo
with a hostile gospel
If I can't have tres or
cuatro, little vatos
Imma let a lot flow what they
sell, up in osco, up a nostril
(That sound like Tech N9ne)
n a where the weed where the
Muthafukin' blow and
the hoes?
(Yes, yes!)
Ne t to me is ecstasy asking
me if I wanna roll
(Yes, yes!)
Bitches never gave a f k about
a fling, makes it e citing
When a married n a wanna f k around
And b h 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 s t
Would constantly get a n a 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
(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
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 n a 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 s t 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 rela with them and
spend time to the ma imum
But if silence is golden, then
me making noise is platinum
I gotta be Tech and daddy and hubby
But music, women mi ed
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
