Word it's like all we got Teardrops and closed it up fool, hey nigga Tell me how you homie
It a week to go down, you recollect 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 for Precious, what? But was a ghetto girl Couldn't be no sex that gold Lexus
But Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers Seein' visions of 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 where the thickens They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks They call the squad, hittin' blocks with they blowin' Somebody's die tonight
no one's knowin', so they kept goin' Catchin' dealers out they cars, will they survive? Two semi nines, them niggaz died nobody in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate To death and wish could die, so peep the lesson But a minute back to Precious She's dope in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus Teardrops and caskets
Will I forever be (Teardrops and caskets) (Teardrops and caskets) Will I forever be (Teardrops and caskets)
Don't let ghetto streets get you, Precious Was the victim, from a to a nickel Hopin' blessings stick with ya Picture the 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 to spit bullets All he was to be a thug
Never pictured his truest homeboy would in love where it gets ya Now Precious is pregnant, Trigga is happy He wants to marry her now, not he ain't the daddy But precious was lonely while Trigga was makin' dough She's slippin' in secret places and gettin' with Mo The neighborhood's buzzin', now people are Lil' gettin' pictures of the both of 'em walkin'
Hand in hand, understand How his baby's could disappear With another man and his friend Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you believe me watch the way that this story ends, and maybe you'll see There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in Just the smoke the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings and closed caskets
Will I be alone? (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 tales How many people will die? How will live to tell? Although best friends before, Trigga and Mo They in an all out war, over a fiend ain't know Behind the curtains, privacy, lust is already laid down The results is the same with different names and it out Y'all know how it is, same old in the same old town Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now played out Think it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' on gettin' bigger Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil'
All the while look at Precious Too to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask questions to be comrades, but now we blast on sight What could be so God, will we tonight? From to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's I believe the shit they tellin' me They fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops Precious, Lil' Mo and Teardrops and closed
Will I forever be (Aiy QBIII in motherfucker) (Teardrops and caskets) (We dedicate to all the fallen comrades, that's right) (All the homies that didn't it to see this day) (Rest in peace) Will I forever be (Ya knahmean? I know it's out there) (With and closed caskets)
(It's like all we got to look forward to these days) (Murders, dyin', funerals) Will I forever be (Shit, it's like I 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 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 forever be (To the homie Boonie, in peace nigga) (All the that fell, all the homies) (May God bless families) (May you always live in the heart) Will I 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 'til the niggaz get a