Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops and Closed Caskets

Word it's all we got left
and closed caskets
Throw it up fool, hey
Tell me how you feel

It took a to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it sounds
The town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound
Now introducin' Trigga
birth, eyes set on gettin' bigger
Just another wild ass
But he was fiendin' for Precious,
But Precious was a ghetto
Couldn't be no sex that gold Lexus

But Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers
Seein' of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' vapors
Got his man from around the corner, call him 'Lil Mo
Been in so many schools, they had to let him go
Here's the plot thickens
got a plot 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' dealers comin' out they cars, will survive?
Two semi automatic nines, them niggaz
Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's they celebrate
To death and wish they could die, so 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)
Will I forever be
(Teardrops and caskets)

Don't let these ghetto 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 Mo was a soldier to the fullest
for his homies, always the first to spit bullets
All he wanted was to be a

Never pictured his truest would fall in love
where it gets ya
Now Precious is pregnant, lil' is happy
He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he ain't the
But precious was lonely while lil' Trigga was dough
She's slippin' in secret places and gettin' Lil' Mo
The neighborhood's buzzin', now are talkin'
Lil' gettin' pictures of the both of 'em walkin'

Hand in hand, couldn't
How his baby's could disappear
With another man and his best
Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you believe me
Then watch the way that story ends, and maybe you'll see
There ain't no heroes or villains, no pleasure in killin'
Just the smoke the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings
Teardrops and closed

I forever 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 the problems of poverty, and the tricks to these tales
How many people will die? How many will live to
best friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo
They in an all out war, over a fiend ain't know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid
The results is the same with different names and it out
Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the old town
Lil' Trigg got his nose open on this one trick, now he's played out
it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger
Precious was his way to put his on Lil' Trigga

All the while let's look at
Too dumb to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask
Used to be comrades, but now we on sight
What be so bad?
God, will we tonight?
From misdemeanors to felonies, small to sellin' ki's
I can't the shit they tellin' me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the
Precious, Mo and Trigg
Teardrops and caskets

I forever be alone?
(Aiy in this 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 forever be
(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 forever be
(Shit, it's I ain't gonna wear another suit, homey
I ran out of tears)
(We gon' to do somethin 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 this out to M'thulu Geronimo)
(And to, all the comrades, all the soldiers)
Will I forever be
(To the homie Boonie, rest in nigga)
(All the that fell, all the homies)
(May God your families)
(May you live in the motherfuckin' heart)
Will I forever be
(In a thug heart forever)
(That's right)
(Rest in nigga)

May your be deceased, dead on the streets
We can't have 'til the niggaz get a piece