This Ring Lyrics - Anghellic Reparation - Tech N9ne

(1st Verse) 

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 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 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 

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(Hook) 

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 

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(2nd Verse) 

This ring 

Was supposed to protect a nigga 

Best for niggas 

Who couldn't stop having sex 

With bitches 

Bless the Mrs. 

Who stressed the kisses 

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 

Imma let a lot flow 

What they sell 

Up in Osco 

Up a nostril 

That sound like 

Tech N9NE 

Nigga where the weed 

Where the mutha fuckin' 

Blow 

And the hoes 

Next to me 

Is ecstacy 

Asking me if I wanna roll 

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 

I've been tested 

And a lot of times 

Been invested 

Didn't know this Tech 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 

(Hook) 

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 

(3rd Verse) 

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 yelling 

'bout quality time 

And you think 

With all the fame and fortune 

Shit ought to 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 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 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 

(Hook) 

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