Word it's all we got left and closed caskets Throw it up fool, hey Tell me how you homie
It took a week to go down, you and see how crazy it sounds The whole on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound Now young Trigga birth, eyes set on gettin' bigger Just another wild ass But he was fiendin' for Precious, But Precious was a girl Couldn't be no sex without that gold
But lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his Seein' visions of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' Got his man from around the corner, we'll call him Mo in so many reform schools, they had to let him go Here's the plot thickens They got a plot to make a profit with glocks spittin' They call the squad, hittin' blocks with they blowin' Somebody's gonna die
Still no one's knowin', so they goin' Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, they survive? Two semi nines, them niggaz died Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like celebrate To death and they could die, so peep the lesson But a minute back to Precious snortin' dope in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus Teardrops and caskets
Will I be alone? (Teardrops and caskets) (Teardrops and caskets) Will I forever be (Teardrops and caskets)
Don't let these ghetto get you, Precious Was the victim, from a dime to a God's blessings stick with ya Picture the neighborhood kingpin, gettin' bigger Familiar face, but a man now, it's Trigga Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the for his homies, always the first to spit bullets All he wanted was to be a
Never pictured his truest homeboy would in love Here's it gets ya Now Precious is pregnant, Trigga is happy He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he ain't the But precious was lonely while lil' was makin' dough She's in secret places and gettin' with Lil' Mo The buzzin', now people are talkin' Trigga's gettin' pictures of the both of 'em walkin'
Hand in hand, couldn't How his baby's could disappear With man and his best friend Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you don't me Then the way that this story ends, and maybe you'll see ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin' Just the from the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings Teardrops and caskets
Will I forever be (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 tricks to tales How many people will die? How will live to tell? Although best before, Lil' Trigga and Mo in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't know Behind the curtains, their privacy, is already laid down The results is the same different names 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' on gettin' bigger Precious was his way to put his on Lil' Trigga
All the while let's at Precious Too dumb to see what's down, too doped up to ask questions to be comrades, but now we blast on sight What could be so God, will we last From misdemeanors to felonies, small time to ki's I can't believe the they tellin' me They open fire, bodies drop, so call the cops Precious, Mo and Trigg Teardrops and closed
I forever be alone? (Aiy in this motherfucker) (Teardrops and caskets) (We this to all the fallen comrades, that's right) (All the homies that didn't it to see this day) (Rest in peace) Will I be alone? (Ya knahmean? I it's hard out there) (With teardrops and caskets)
(It's like that's all we got to look forward to days) (Murders, dyin', funerals) Will I be alone? (Shit, like I ain't gonna wear another suit, homey I ran out of tears) (We gon' have to do y'all) (We gon' to do somethin') Will I forever be ('Cause I know all these mothers is tired of seein' the thing) (Rest in peace) (Teardrops and caskets)
(I send this out to Geronimo) (And to, all the comrades, all the soldiers) I forever be alone? (To the homie Boonie, rest in nigga) (All the that fell, all the homies) (May God bless 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 enemies be deceased, dead on the We can't have peace 'til the niggaz get a