Teardrops And Closed Caskets 

(Ha ha)
Word it's like what we got left
Teardrops and closed caskets
Tell me how you're feeling homie

It took a week to go down
You recollect to see how crazy it sounds
The whole towns on a mission
Adolescent pennitentuary bound
Now introducing your Trigger
Since birth
I set on getting bigger
Just another wild ass nigga
But he was fiending
Probably
(What)
Little Precious 
Was a ghetto thug
Couldn't be no sex
Without that gold Lexus
But little Trigger
Was heartbroken
He had to get his papers
Seeing visions of pictures
Smoking and niggas catching papers
Got his man
From around the corner
We'll call him Little Moe
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 spitting
They call a squad
Hit 
Hitting blocks 
With they guns blowing
Somebody's gonna die tonight
Still no was though
So they kept going
Catching dealers
Coming out of their cars
Will they survive
Two semiautomatic times
Them niggas died
Plus nobody in the hood cried
It's like they celebrate
The death in which they could die
So peep the lesson
But wait a minute
Back to Precious
She is snorting dope
In the backseat
Of Trigg's Lexus
Teardrops and closed caskets

[Chorus]

Will I forever be
(That's all we got left)
Tear drops and closed caskets
Alone
(Only he died in the end)
(Tell 'em)

Don't let these ghetto treats get you
Precious
Was to be
Went from a dime to a nickel
Hoping God bless you
And stick with you
Picture the neighborhood kingpin
Who's getting bigger
Familiar face
For the man now
It's little Trigger
Now little Moe
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
That his truest homeboy
Would fall in love
Here's where it get you
Now Precious is pregnant
Little Trigger is happy
He wants to marry her now
Not knowing he ain't the daddy
Precious was lovinh
While little Trigger
Was makinh dough
She slip in the seat
Places
And getting with little Moe
The neighborhood buddies
Now people are talking
Little Trigg's getting pissed
Of the both of them walking
Head to head
Couldn't understand
How the babies momma
Could disappear
With another man
And his best friend
Now jealousy's dangerous
And if you don't believe me
Then watch the way
The story ends
And maybe you'll see
There ain't no heroes or villians
Ain't no pleasure in killing
Hit the smoke
From the cap peeling
A man with no feelings
Teardrops and closed caskets

[Chorus]

Will I forever be
Tear drops and closed caskets
Alone
In this world

Now with the problems
Of poverty
And the trips to these tales
How many people will die
How many will live to tell
Although bestfriends with fuck
Little Trigger and Moe
They in an all out war
Over fear
They ain't know
Behind the curtain
That Prophecy
Cause it's already laid down
The results are the same
And different name
And it turns out
If ya'll know how it is
Same old thing
In the same old town
Little Trigg
Got his nose wide open
Off this one trick
Now he's played out
Think it's Little Moe
Was plotting plans
One getting bigger
Precious was his way
To get his hands
On little Trigger
All the while
Let's look at Precious
Too dumb to see
What's going down
Too doped up
To ask questions
Used to be comrades
But now we blast on sight
What could be so bad
What we got last tonight
From misdemeanor
To felonies
Small time
To selling keys
I can't believe
The shit they telling me
They open fire
Three bodies drop
So call the cops
Precious
Little Moe
And Trigg
Teardrops and closed caskets

Will I forever be
Tear drops and closed caskets
Alone
(We dedicate this one to all the fallen comrades)
(All the homies that it make)
In this world 
(Know what I mean)
(You know what you wanna do)
Teardrops and closed caskets

Will I forever be
Alone
(It's like I ain't even ran out of suits homie)
In this world

Will I forever be
Teardrops and closed caskets
Alone
(Send this out to Mutulu)
(Geronimo)
(All the fallen comrades)
In this world
(To the homie Booty rest in peace nigga)

Will I forever be
Alone
(Rest in peace nigga)
In this world
(We can't have peace)
('Til the niggas get a piece)

Will I forever be
Teardrops and closed caskets
(Aight)
Alone
In this world

Will I