Teardrops And Closed Caskets(Explicit) - 2Pac

Teardrops And Closed Caskets (Explicit) - 2Pac/The Outlawz
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Hahhh hahaha hehehe word
It's like all we got left-teardrops and closed caskets
Throw it up fool hey n***a 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-a*s n***a
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***as 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 n***as 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' d**e in the
Back seat 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
Caskets
Ooohhh
Don't let these ghetto streets get you precious
Was the victim from a dime to a nickel
Hopping 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
And closed caskets
I smile forever be alone
Caskets ooohhh
Bury you dead and look ahead
A man with no feelings
And closed caskets
Will I closed caskets forever be alone
Closed caskets
That precious problem
That's all
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 s**t they tellin' me
They opened fire three bodies dropped so call the cops
Precious Lil' Mo and Trigg-teardrops and closed caskets
Will I and closed caskets forever be alone
Teardrops and closed caskets
That forever for man
All the homies that didn't make it to see this day
Rest in peace
Yaknahmean I know it's hard out there heheh
With teardrops and closed caskets
It's like that's all we got
To look forward to these days
Murders brothers dyin' funerals
S**t it's like I done ran out of suits homie
I done ran out of tears
That closer
Know we gon' have to do something y'all
We gon' have to do something
Wait a lie
'Cause I know all these mothers is
Tired of seeing the same thing rest in peace
Forever be the Lord
I send this out to Mutulu and Geronimo
And to all the fallen comrades all the soldiers
To the homie Boonie rest in peace n***a
All the homies that fell
Be alone all the homies
Teardrops and closed caskets
Alright
May you always live in the motherf**kin' heart
In a thug n***a's heart forever that's right
Rest in peace n***a
May your enemies be deceased dead on the streets
We can't have peace 'til the n***as get a piece