Lyrics:
darkness the world in decline
Clutch for the hammers to reclaim the throne
Three brought together by warriors unknown
United to vanquish all hell from
Chico with security that look like Deebo
I used to hang in clubs sellin' tapes in the restrooms
Now I float in the boat with six bedrooms
[Chorus (2x)]
right strong, but one look in his eyes and you knowed you was wrong. He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know. He could preach hot hell
right up to the end
That wonderful one-two-three-four legged friend
A two legged hombre is worthless as sand
He'll smile like a saint with a gun in
I'm just stuck in my bedroom
I'm just stuck on the time yea
How we use to go grinding
Down the i95 way
Thoughts pacing in circles
Funny nigga like
Watching the cars pass by behind the yard from my parents bedroom's second story window
Dreaming of nothing and feeling like something
Never thinking
confirmation, bedroom alcatraz, huh
Then she gave me that bedroom crucifixion
She slaughtered me with her devilish predictions
We sexed in hell, right inside
it's with you.
Tired as hell and falling up the stairs, filled with a thousand cares,
As you walk out from the bedroom
Though it feels like all my fire
the deep
It's been a hell of a week
I wish you were here with me
'Cause I can barely sleep by myself
Or with anyone else
I can't even rest in peace
stack chips and I unload clips
After 3 summers in the joint I thought life was hard
Some niggas started fightin', some niggas found god
You know me,
And rule number three, never forget to remember to always get the money
If it is in a glass, drink it
If it is offered to you, take it
If you can drive
reaches high
And cuts this tree out of the sky
Oh, where the hell did we all go wrong
Now when I look outside my bedroom window
I feel just like the view
to let you know it's about to get kinky
Three
Blind your eyes, then I walk you to my bedroom
Four
Now open your eyes
Surprise you've entered twelve
Feels so heavy
Lying on the bedroom floor
I can make your life a living hell if I wanted to, wanted to
Chew you up and spit you out
And still you come
Watching the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe
So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the right across from hell
I can't
fuck you him and him
I was gang bangin' before a nigga entered in
No facade I went from the yard to a 3 car garage
To instant manaj's just vintage,
a johnny horton show
And anywhere is where I wanna be
(chorus)
one if by land
Two if by sea
Three if by phone or facsimile
Four if by plane
Five if by boat
hear you grunt
Fellas in the back
Watch the bootie clap
Ladies in the middle
Let me hear you sizzle
Yell
TECHN9NE is hard as hell
(3rd Verse)
What ya'll
huh)
There's girlies out here that seem appealing
But they all come in your life and cold hurt your feelings
I'm telling you
As Rick is my name
I
of jealousy.
Remember, three to two rooms, girlfriends made it more,
And you always left my singles on the bedroom floor.
Now I've got some friends.
in a bedroom
Oozed in a brand new cuneiform
Barely commune with the horde
Got a whole grey scale ungluing his world
Might zone out to the yap
ripened and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
Lying on the bedroom floor
I can make your life a livin' hell
If I wanted to, wanted to
Chew you up and spit you out
And still you come around
So I can
don't like crowds
But I compromise on Friday nights
And we go paint the town
She turns heads in every club
We hang out in 'til three
But I don't care how
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