Teardrops and Closed Caskets
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Word it's like all we got left Teardrops and closed caskets Throw it up fool, hey n**** Tell me how you feel homie Yeah It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it sounds The whole town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound Now introducin' young Trigga Since birth, eyes set on gettin' bigger Just another wild a** n**** But he was fiendin' for Precious, what? But Precious was a ghetto girl Couldn't be no sex without that gold Lexus But lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers Seein' visions of people smokin' and n****z catchin' vapors Got his man from around the corner, we'll call him 'Lil Mo Been in so many reform schools, they had to let him go Here's where the plot thickens They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks spittin' They call the squad, hittin' blocks with they guns blowin' Somebody's gonna die tonight Still no one's knowin', so they kept goin' Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will they survive? Two semi automatic nines, them n****z died Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate To death and wish they could die, so peep the lesson But wait a minute back to Precious She's snortin' dope in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus Teardrops and closed caskets Will I forever be alone? (Teardrops and closed caskets) (Teardrops and closed caskets) Will I forever be alone? (Teardrops and closed caskets) Don't let these ghetto streets get you, Precious Was the victim, from a dime to a nickel Hopin' God's blessings stick with ya Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger Familiar face, but a man now, it's lil' Trigga Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the fullest Down for his homies, always the first to spit bullets All he wanted was to be a thug Never pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love Here's where it gets ya Now Precious is pregnant, lil' Trigga is happy He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he ain't the daddy But precious was lonely while lil' Trigga was makin' dough She's slippin' in secret places and gettin' with Lil' Mo The neighborhood's buzzin', now people are talkin' Lil' Trigga's gettin' pictures of the both of 'em walkin' Hand in hand, couldn't understand How his baby's mama could disappear With another man and his best friend Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you don't believe me Then watch the way that this story ends, and maybe you'll see There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin' Just the smoke from the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings Teardrops and closed caskets Will I forever be alone? (Teardrops and closed caskets) (Bury you dead and look ahead) (A man with no feelings) (Teardrops and closed caskets) Will I forever be alone? (Teardrops and closed caskets) (That's all we got left, that's all) Now with the problems of poverty, and the tricks to these tales How many people will die? How many will live to tell? Although best friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo They in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't know Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid down The results is the same with different names and it turns out Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the same old town Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's played out Think it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga All the while let's look at Precious Too dumb to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask questions Used to be comrades, but now we blast on sight What could be so bad? God, will we last tonight? From misdemeanors to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's I can't believe the s*** they tellin' me They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops Precious, Lil' Mo and Trigg Teardrops and closed caskets Will I forever be alone? (Aiy QBIII in this motherf***er) (Teardrops and closed caskets) (We dedicate this to all the fallen comrades, that's right) (All the homies that didn't make it to see this day) (Rest in peace) Will I forever be alone? (Ya know what I hmean? I know it's hard out there) (With teardrops and closed caskets) (It's like that's all we got to look forward to these days) (Murders, brothers dyin', funerals) Will I forever be alone? (S***, it's like I ain't gonna wear another suit, homey I done ran out of tears) (We goin' have to do somethin' y'all) (We goin' have to do somethin') Will I forever be alone? ('Cause I know all these mothers is tired of seein' the same thing) (Rest in peace) (Teardrops and closed caskets) (I send this out to M'thulu Geronimo) (And to, all the fallen comrades, all the soldiers) Will I forever be alone? (To the homie Boonie, rest in peace n****) (All the homies that fell, all the homies) (May God bless your families) (May you always live in the motherf***in' heart) Will I forever be alone? (In a thug n****z heart forever) (That's right) (Rest in peace n****) May your enemies be deceased, dead on the streets We can't have peace 'til the n*****s get a piece
Written by: YAFEU FULA, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, MUTAH W. BEALE, KATARI T. COX, MALCOLM GREENIDGE, QUINCY DELIGHT III JONES, SKIP SCARBOROUGH, NATE DOGG, VAL YOUNG
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