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Trilogy (feat. Mr. Porter, Dwele and Tone)

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Trilogy (feat. Mr. Porter, Dwele and Tone)

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I now pronounce you husband and wife

You may kiss the bride

Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry

Wishin' I could change but this is just my life

Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry

Wishin' I could change but this is just my life

God, why is my wife bleedin??

Sheet covers her face, paramedics are leavin?

Her eyes are closed, it's apparent she's not breathin?

I'm a little confused about what it is I'm seein?

Plus, there's a naked man on my lawn

Police in the livin? room with all of they guns drawn

Out and the last thing I remember is

Uh, last thing I remember is

I received a text page from Julio

Who expressed that I left my cell phone in the studio

Right underneath the disc with the Pro Tools

Next to a six pack of O'Douls and some soul food

Yeah, and I was on my way home

Exit the expressway to use the payphone

But fuck it, 'cause my wife isn't back from her trip

I sneak [Incomprehensible] into the house

And she'll never expect it, except that

Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry

Wishin' I could change but this is just my life

Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry

Wishin' I could change but this is just my life

He put the gun in my hand

Told me go take my revenge

Killin? him won't make it go away

It's only gon? bring more pain

I tied his hands behind his back to the night stand, fast

Ropes made bruises on his light skinned ass

See, I can play games too

Yeah, that's what I told him when he came to

Now look, see what the game and the fame do?

Made a deranged mind out of someone in your same crew

Fuck man, we grew up together

Run DMC, tougher than leather

With the same outfits, forty deuce

Takin' flicks like what, shit

Why did you fuck my wife, man?

You should?ve took my life, man

I switched the gun into my right hand

The sweat accumulated on his forehead, I saw red, he said

Now was it worth it, man?

Was it everythin? you imagined? Was it perfect?

He put the gun in my hand

Told me go take my revenge

Killin? him won't make it go away

It's only gon' bring more pain

He put the gun in my hand and told

Told me to go take my revenge

Killin? him won't make it go away, no

It's only gon' bring more pain

Took you to be my lawfully wedded wife

To have, to hold, to love and cherish but

Death did us apart, what a coincidence

Now, perhaps the police will be convinced

That it was an accident

If I'm accurate and careful with the evidence

This motherfucker trespassin? up my residence

And to believe those vile set a precedence

From the start I should have been obvious, I never did

Prevalent, the wicked debauchery and decadence

Was carried out with such masterful excellence

And this is the stick where you rip my heart

It was natural to transform murder into art

And the weight of my conscience would knowingly carry

365 days to the date that we was married

Thoughts of how would achieve the murder would vary

We're closer than ever, together we'll be buried 'cause

Evil eyes that bide, how they go

You [Incomprehensible] lied to me, what did they see?

I just lost control, had to let you go

I cry but slowly you try, so slowly you die

Buried alive in the grave, too exhausted to climb out

Before dirt was tossed on me, come to find out

Old friend of mine she sleepin? with committed the crime

In the past three years, switched identities six times

And all the while I'm devoted to love and loyalty

They plotted on my publishin? checks and royalties

She's thinkin? it?s true love, he's scammin? her for the quop

[Incomprehensible] to devise my own intuitive plot

Put the pros on him, launched the probe on him

Now harm him, pen him, get him exactly where I wanted him

Cornered him, now his mission is aborted

You are about to be professionally extorted

Guess who you're 'bout to murder tonight?

Miss pretty brown eyes while she sleeps under the moonlight

Do it and bounce, the keys to the crib, you'll find under the mat

In the front of the house, just do it, word out

Evil eyes that bide, how they go

You [Incomprehensible] lied to me, what did they see?

I just lost control, had to let you go

I cry but slowly you try, so slowly you die

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