Teardrops and Closed Caskets

(Hahhh, hahaha) Hehehe, word It's like all we got left – teardrops and closed caskets (Throw it up, fool! Hey, nigga, haha) Tell me how you feel, homie Yeah, it took a week to go down You recollects 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-ass nigga 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 niggas catchin' vapors Got his man from around the corner (we 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 9's) (Them niggas 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 back seat of Trigg's Lexus Teardrops and closed caskets Will I forever be (teardrops and closed caskets) alone!? (Teardrops and closed caskets) Will I forever be (teardrops and closed caskets) alone!? (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 (teardrops and closed caskets) alone!? (Bury you dead and look ahead) (A man with no feelings, teardrops and closed caskets) Will I forever be (teardrops and closed caskets) alone!? Now with the problems of poverty and the tricks to these tales How many people'll die? How many'll 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 shit they tellin' me They opened fire, three bodies dropped, so call the cops (Precious, Lil' Mo and Trigg) teardrops and closed caskets Will I forever be (teardrops and closed caskets) alone!? 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! Yaknahmean? I know it's hard out there, hehehe (Teardrops and closed caskets) It's like that's all we got to look forward to these days Murders, brothers dyin', funerals Shit, it's like I done ran out of suits, homie I done ran out of tears Know we gon' have to do something y'all We gon' have to do something 'Cause I know all these mothers is tired of seeing the same thing (rest in peace) Will I forever be (teardrops and closed caskets) alone!? I send this out to M'thulu Geronimo And to all the fallen comrades, all the soldiers (To the homie Boonie, rest in peace, nigga) All the homies that fell, all the homies May God bless your families May you always live in the motherfuckin' heart In a thug nigga's heart forever (that's right) Rest in peace, nigga May your enemies be deceased, dead on the streets? We can't have peace 'til the niggas get a piece