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 recollect and see how it sounds The town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound Now introducin' young Since birth, set on gettin' bigger Just wild ass nigga But he was fiendin' for Precious, But Precious was a girl be no sex without that gold Lexus
But lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his Seein' visions of smokin' and niggaz catchin' vapors Got his man from around the corner, we'll him 'Lil Mo Been in so many reform schools, had to let him go Here's where the plot They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks They call the squad, hittin' blocks with they guns Somebody's gonna die
Still no one's knowin', so kept goin' Catchin' dealers out they cars, will they survive? Two semi nines, them niggaz died Plus nobody in the cries, it's like they celebrate To and wish they could die, so peep the lesson But a minute back to Precious snortin' dope in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus Teardrops and closed
I forever be alone? (Teardrops and caskets) (Teardrops and caskets) I forever be alone? (Teardrops and caskets)
Don't let ghetto streets get you, Precious Was the victim, from a dime to a Hopin' God's blessings stick 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, the first to spit bullets All he wanted was to be a
Never pictured his truest homeboy fall in love where it gets ya Now Precious is pregnant, lil' is happy He to marry her now, not knowin' he ain't the daddy But precious was lonely while Trigga was makin' dough She's slippin' in secret places and gettin' Lil' Mo The buzzin', now people are talkin' Lil' Trigga's gettin' pictures of the of 'em walkin'
Hand in hand, understand How his baby's mama disappear With another man and his best Now dangerous, and if you don't believe me Then watch the way that this story ends, and you'll see ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin' Just the smoke from the cap, peelin' a man no feelings Teardrops and closed
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 these How many will die? How many will live to tell? Although 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 laid down The results is the same with different names and it out know how it is, same old thing in the same old town Lil' got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's 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 dumb to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask Used to be comrades, but now we on sight could be so bad? God, will we last From misdemeanors to felonies, small to sellin' ki's I can't believe the they tellin' me They open fire, three bodies drop, so the cops Precious, Lil' Mo and Teardrops and caskets
I forever be alone? (Aiy in this motherfucker) (Teardrops and caskets) (We dedicate this to all the comrades, that's right) (All the homies that didn't it to see this day) (Rest in peace) I forever be alone? (Ya knahmean? I it's hard out there) (With and closed caskets)
(It's like all we got to look forward to these days) (Murders, dyin', funerals) Will I be alone? (Shit, it's like I ain't gonna wear suit, homey I ran out of tears) (We have to do somethin y'all) (We gon' to do somethin') I forever be alone? ('Cause I know all these 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) Will I be alone? (To the homie Boonie, in peace nigga) (All the homies fell, all the homies) (May God your 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, on the streets We can't have peace 'til the get a piece