Word like all we got left and closed caskets Throw it up fool, hey Tell me how you feel
It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it The whole town's on a mission, adolescents, bound Now introducin' Trigga birth, eyes set on gettin' bigger Just another ass nigga But he was fiendin' for Precious, But was a ghetto girl Couldn't be no sex that gold Lexus
But Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers visions of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' vapors Got his man from the corner, we'll call him 'Lil Mo Been in so many reform schools, had to let him go Here's where the thickens They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks They the squad, hittin' blocks with they guns blowin' Somebody's die tonight
Still no one's knowin', so they kept Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will survive? Two semi automatic nines, them niggaz Plus nobody in the cries, it's like they celebrate To and wish they could die, so peep the lesson But wait a back to Precious 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 streets get you, Precious Was the victim, a dime to a nickel Hopin' God's stick with ya the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger Familiar face, but a man now, lil' Trigga Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the Down for his homies, always the first to bullets All he was to be a thug
Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in Here's where it ya Now Precious is pregnant, Trigga is happy He wants to marry her now, not he ain't the daddy But precious was lonely lil' Trigga was makin' dough She's slippin' in places and gettin' with Lil' Mo The neighborhood's buzzin', now are talkin' Lil' Trigga's gettin' pictures of the both of 'em
in hand, couldn't understand How his baby's could disappear another man and his best friend Now dangerous, and if you don't believe me Then watch the way that this story ends, and maybe see There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in Just the from the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings Teardrops and closed
Will I forever be (Teardrops and caskets) (Bury you and look ahead) (A man no feelings) (Teardrops and caskets) Will I forever be (Teardrops and caskets) (That's all we got left, all)
Now with the problems of poverty, and the tricks to these How many people will die? How will live to tell? Although best friends before, Lil' and Mo They in an all out war, over a they ain't know Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is laid down The results is the same different names and it turns out Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the old town Lil' Trigg got his nose wide on this one trick, now he's played out Think Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga
All the while look at Precious Too to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask questions Used to be comrades, but now we on sight What be so bad? God, will we last From misdemeanors to felonies, small time to ki's I can't the shit they tellin' me They open fire, bodies drop, so call the cops Precious, Lil' Mo and and closed caskets
Will I forever be (Aiy QBIII in motherfucker) (Teardrops and caskets) (We dedicate this to all the fallen comrades, right) (All the homies that didn't make it to see day) (Rest in peace) Will I be alone? (Ya knahmean? I know it's out there) (With teardrops and caskets)
(It's that's all we got to look forward to these days) (Murders, dyin', funerals) Will I forever be (Shit, it's like I ain't gonna another suit, homey I ran out of tears) (We gon' to do somethin y'all) (We gon' to do somethin') I forever be alone? ('Cause I know all mothers 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) Will I be alone? (To the Boonie, rest in peace nigga) (All the that fell, all the homies) (May God bless families) (May you live in the motherfuckin' heart) Will I forever be (In a niggaz heart forever) (That's right) (Rest in nigga)
May your enemies be deceased, on the streets We can't have peace the niggaz get a piece