Word it's all we got left Teardrops and caskets Throw it up fool, hey Tell me how you feel
It a week to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it sounds The town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound Now introducin' Trigga Since birth, eyes set on gettin' Just wild ass nigga But he was fiendin' for Precious, But was a ghetto 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 the corner, we'll call him 'Lil Mo Been in so reform schools, they had to let him go where the plot thickens They got a plot to make a profit with they spittin' They call the squad, hittin' blocks with they guns Somebody's gonna die
Still no one's knowin', so they goin' Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will survive? Two semi automatic nines, them niggaz Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like celebrate To death and wish they could die, so the lesson But wait a minute to Precious She's snortin' in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus Teardrops and closed
I forever 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 to a nickel Hopin' God's blessings with ya the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger Familiar face, but a man now, lil' Trigga Now Mo was a soldier to the fullest Down for his homies, always the first to spit All he was to be a thug
Never pictured his homeboy would fall in love Here's it gets ya Now is pregnant, lil' Trigga is happy He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he ain't the But precious was lonely while Trigga was makin' dough slippin' in secret places and gettin' with Lil' Mo The neighborhood's buzzin', now are talkin' Lil' Trigga's gettin' of the both of 'em walkin'
in hand, couldn't understand How his baby's mama could another 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 There no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin' Just the smoke the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings Teardrops and caskets
Will I be alone? (Teardrops and caskets) (Bury you and look ahead) (A man no feelings) (Teardrops and caskets) I forever 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 many will live to Although friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo They in an all out war, over a fiend they know Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already down The results is the same with names and it turns out Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the old town Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's played out Think it's Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger Precious was his way to put his hands on Trigga
All the while look at Precious Too dumb to see goin' down, too doped up to ask questions Used to be comrades, but now we blast on could be so bad? God, we last tonight? From misdemeanors to felonies, time to sellin' ki's I can't believe the they tellin' me They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the Precious, Mo and Trigg and closed caskets
Will I 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 make it to see day) (Rest in peace) I forever be alone? (Ya knahmean? I it's hard out there) (With and closed caskets)
(It's like that's all we got to look forward to days) (Murders, dyin', funerals) Will I be alone? (Shit, it's I ain't gonna wear another suit, homey I ran out of tears) (We have to do somethin y'all) (We gon' to do somethin') Will I be alone? ('Cause I know all these mothers is tired of seein' the thing) (Rest in peace) (Teardrops and caskets)
(I this out to M'thulu Geronimo) (And to, all the comrades, all the soldiers) Will I forever be (To the homie Boonie, in peace nigga) (All the homies fell, all the homies) (May God your families) (May you always live in the heart) Will I forever be (In a thug heart forever) (That's right) (Rest in nigga)
May your enemies be deceased, dead on the We have peace 'til the niggaz get a piece