Word it's like all we got Teardrops and closed it up fool, hey nigga Tell me how you homie
It took a to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it sounds The whole on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound Now introducin' young Since birth, eyes set on bigger Just wild ass nigga But he was fiendin' for Precious, But was a ghetto girl Couldn't be no sex that gold Lexus
But lil' was heartbroken, he had to get his papers Seein' visions of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' Got his man from around the corner, call him 'Lil Mo in so many reform schools, they had to let him go Here's the plot thickens They got a to make a profit with they glocks spittin' They call the squad, hittin' blocks they guns blowin' Somebody's die tonight
Still no knowin', so they kept goin' Catchin' comin' out they cars, will they survive? Two semi automatic nines, them niggaz Plus in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate To death and wish could die, so peep the lesson But wait a minute back to She's snortin' dope in the of Trigg's Lexus Teardrops and caskets
I forever be alone? (Teardrops and caskets) (Teardrops and caskets) I forever be alone? (Teardrops and caskets)
Don't let these ghetto streets get you, Was the victim, a dime to a nickel Hopin' blessings stick with ya the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger Familiar face, but a man now, lil' Trigga Now Lil' Mo was a to the fullest Down for his homies, always the to spit bullets All he wanted was to be a
Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in Here's it gets ya Now is pregnant, lil' Trigga is happy He wants to her now, not knowin' he ain't the daddy But precious was while lil' Trigga was makin' dough She's slippin' in places and gettin' with Lil' Mo The buzzin', now people are talkin' Lil' Trigga's gettin' pictures of the of 'em walkin'
in hand, couldn't understand How his baby's mama disappear With man and his best friend Now dangerous, and if you don't believe me Then the way that this story ends, and maybe you'll see There ain't no heroes or villains, no pleasure in killin' Just the smoke from the cap, a man with no feelings Teardrops and closed
Will I be alone? (Teardrops and caskets) (Bury you and look ahead) (A man no feelings) (Teardrops and caskets) Will I be alone? (Teardrops and caskets) (That's all we got left, all)
Now with the problems of poverty, and the to these tales How many will die? How many will live to tell? Although best before, Lil' Trigga and Mo They in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't Behind the curtains, privacy, lust is already laid down The results is the same with different and it turns out Y'all how it is, same old thing in the same old town Lil' Trigg got his nose open on this one trick, now he's played out Think it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' Precious was his way to put his hands on Trigga
All the while look at Precious Too to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask questions to be comrades, but now we blast on sight What be so bad? God, will we last From misdemeanors to felonies, small time to ki's I believe the shit they tellin' me They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the Precious, Lil' Mo and Teardrops and closed
I forever be alone? (Aiy QBIII in motherfucker) (Teardrops and caskets) (We dedicate this to all the fallen comrades, right) (All the homies that make it to see this day) (Rest in peace) Will I be alone? (Ya knahmean? I know it's out there) (With and closed caskets)
(It's that's all we got to look forward to these days) (Murders, dyin', funerals) Will I be alone? (Shit, it's like I gonna wear another suit, homey I ran out of tears) (We gon' have to do y'all) (We gon' to do somethin') I forever be alone? ('Cause I know all these is tired of seein' the same thing) (Rest in peace) (Teardrops and caskets)
(I this out to M'thulu Geronimo) (And to, all the comrades, all the soldiers) I forever be alone? (To the homie Boonie, in peace nigga) (All the that fell, all the homies) (May God your families) (May you always in the motherfuckin' heart) Will I be alone? (In a niggaz heart forever) (That's right) (Rest in nigga)
May your be deceased, dead on the streets We can't have peace the niggaz get a piece