Trilogy
Dwele Lyrics

I now pronounce you husband and wife, You may kiss the bride
The wedding ceremony has ended, and the bride and the groom can now share a kiss.

Cops comin', shots fired, babies cry, I cry, Wishin' I could change but this is just my life
The singer is living a life full of violence, and every time he witnesses any act of violence, he gets emotional and wishes that he could change it, but this is the life he has.

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'
The singer finds his wife bleeding with a sheet covering her face, and paramedics have just finished trying to save her. He is in shock and cannot understand what has happened.

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
The artist finds a naked man on his lawn and police officers with guns drawn in his home. He cannot recall much before that, and his memory is hazy.

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
The artist receives a text message from Julio, informing him that he left his cell phone in the studio, near some music-producing equipment, some beer, and 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 ? into the house, And she'll never expect it, except that
The singer was on his way home but stopped to use a payphone. He decides to sneak into his house since his wife hasn't come back from her trip yet. However, he knows that she might still catch him.

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
Someone else gives the singer a gun and tells him to seek revenge, but the singer realizes that killing the person will only make things worse.

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
The artist ties the person he was supposed to seek revenge on to the nightstand and enjoys punishing him physically. When the person wakes up and is in pain, the artist taunts him about how it's his turn to play games.

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
The artist reflects on how the artist and the person he was punishing grew up together but now the game and the fame have messed up their relationship.

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
The two of them had a great bond while they dressed fancy and took photos but now the artist blames the person he's punishing for sleeping with his wife instead of taking his life.

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
The singer remembers a past event where a friend of his committed a crime against him, and he plots to take revenge on his friend by ordering him to kill a woman while she sleeps. The assailant will find a set of keys under the mat to his house.

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
The artist finds himself buried alive and too tired to escape, but he then recalls that someone close to him was responsible for committing the crimes that lead him to be buried. This person had been switching identities for the past three years.

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, ? to devise my own intuitive plot
The singer discovers that despite him being loyal and committed to love, someone he trusted had been scheming behind his back to steal his publishing checks and royalties. The person's lover thinks she's in true love, but in reality, she is just a pawn in the plan. The singer decides to plan his intuitive plot to avenge himself.

Evil eyes that bide, how they go, You ? 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
The singer reflects on how someone who he trusted as a friend betrayed him. Evil intentions lie behind the person's eyes, making the singer lose control, cut them off, cry, and wish for their slow death.