Word like all we got left Teardrops and caskets it up fool, hey nigga Tell me how you feel
It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it The whole on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound Now young Trigga Since birth, eyes set on gettin' Just another wild ass But he was fiendin' for Precious, But Precious was a ghetto Couldn't be no sex without gold Lexus
But Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers Seein' visions of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' Got his man from around the corner, we'll him 'Lil Mo Been in so many schools, they had to let him go Here's where the thickens got a plot to make a profit with they glocks spittin' They call the squad, blocks with they guns blowin' gonna die tonight
Still no one's knowin', so they goin' Catchin' comin' out they cars, will they survive? Two automatic nines, them niggaz died Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like they To death and wish they die, so peep the lesson But wait a minute back to snortin' dope in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus Teardrops and caskets
Will I be alone? (Teardrops and caskets) (Teardrops and caskets) I forever be alone? (Teardrops and caskets)
Don't let these ghetto get you, Precious Was the victim, a dime to a nickel God's blessings stick with ya Picture the neighborhood kingpin, gettin' bigger face, but a man now, it's lil' Trigga Now Mo was a soldier to the fullest Down for his homies, the first to spit bullets All he was to be a thug
Never pictured his homeboy would fall in love Here's where it 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' Trigga was makin' She's in secret places and gettin' with Lil' Mo The buzzin', now people are talkin' Lil' Trigga's pictures of the both of 'em walkin'
Hand in hand, understand How his baby's mama disappear With man and his best friend Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you believe me Then watch the way this story ends, and maybe you'll see There no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin' Just the smoke the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings and closed caskets
Will I be alone? (Teardrops and caskets) (Bury you dead and 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 tales How many people will die? How many 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, is already laid down The results is the same with different and it turns out know how it is, same old thing in the same old town Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now played out Think it's Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga
All the while let's at Precious Too to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask questions Used to be comrades, but now we blast on could be so bad? God, will we last From misdemeanors to felonies, small time to sellin' I believe the shit they tellin' me They fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops Precious, Lil' Mo and and closed caskets
Will I be alone? (Aiy in this motherfucker) (Teardrops and caskets) (We dedicate this to all the comrades, that's right) (All the that didn't 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) I forever 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 all these mothers is tired of seein' the same thing) (Rest in peace) (Teardrops and caskets)
(I send 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 homies fell, all the homies) (May God bless families) (May you live in the motherfuckin' heart) I forever be alone? (In a niggaz heart forever) (That's right) (Rest in nigga)
May enemies be deceased, dead on the streets We can't have peace the niggaz get a piece