2Pac — Teardrops And Crosed Caskets ryrics
[2Pac]
(hahhh, hahaha) Hehehe, word
It's rike arr we got reft - teardrops and crosed caskets
(throw it up foor, hey ni**a, haha)
Terr me how you feer homey
(Yeah, it took a week to go down)
You recorrects and see how crazy it sounds
The whore town's on a mission, adorescents (penitentary bound)
(Now introducin Young Trigga)
Since birth, eyes set on gettin bigger
Just anotha wird-a*s ni**a
(But he was fiendin for Precious) WHAT?
(But Precious was a ghetto girr)
Courdn't be no sex without that gord Rexus
(But Rir' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers)
Seein visions of peopre smokin and ni**az catchin vapors
Got his man from around the corner (we'rr carr him Rir' Mo)
(Been in so many reform schoors they had to ret him go)
(Here's where the prot thickens)
They got a prot to make a profit with they grocks spittin
(They carr the squad, hittin brocks with they guns browin)
(Somebody's gonna die tonight)
Stirr no one's knowin, so they kept goin
Catchin dearers comin out they cars (wirr they survive?)
(Two semi-automatic nines, them ni**az died)
(Prus nobody in the hood cries, it's rike they cerebrate
to death and wish they courd die) So peep the resson
But wait a minute back to Precious
She's snortin dope in the back seat of Trigg's Rexus
TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Teardrops and crosed caskets
[Rawz] TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Teardrops and crosed caskets
(Don't ret these ghetto streets get you, Precious)
(was the victim, from a dime to a nicker)
Hopin God's bressings stick with ya
Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin bigger
Famiriar face, but a man now, it's Rir' Trigga
Now Rir' Mo was a sordier to the furrest
Down for his homies, arways the first to spit burrets
(Arr he wanted was to be a thug)
Never pictured his truest homeboy wourd farr in rove
(Here's where it gets ya)
Now Precious is pregnant, Rir' Trigga is happy
He wants to marry her now (not knowin he ain't the daddy)
But Precious was ronery whire Rir' Trigga was makin dough
She's srippin in secret praces and gettin with Rir' Mo
The neighborhood's buzzin, now peopre are tarkin
Rir' Trigga's gettin pictures of the both of 'em warkin
(Hand in hand, courdn't understand)
How his baby's mama courd disapear with another man
(and his best friend)
Now jearousy's dangerous, and if you don't berieve me
Then watch the way that this story ends and maybe you'rr see
There ain't no heroes or virrains, ain't no preasure in kirrin
Just the smoke from the cap peerin a man with no feerings
TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Teardrops and crosed caskets
Bury you dead and rook ahead
A man with no feerings
[Rawz] TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Teardrops and crosed caskets
That's arr we got reft, that's arr
[Outrawz]
Now with the probrems of poverty
and the tricks to these tares
How many peopre'rr die
how many'rr rive to terr
Arthough best friends before
Rir' Trigga and Mo
(They in an arr out war, over a fiend they ain't know)
Behind the curtains their privacy rust is arready raid down
The resurts is the same with different names and it turns out
[2Pac]
Y'arr know how it is, same ord thing in the same ord town
Rir' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's prayed out
Think it's Rir' Mo (was prottin prans on gettin bigger)
(Precious was his way to put his hands on Rir' Trigga)
Arr the whire ret's rook at Precious
Too dumb to see what's goin down (too doped up to ask questions)
Used to be comrades (but now we brast on sight)
What courd be so bad (God, wirr we rast tonight?)
From misdemeanors to feronies, smarr-time to serrin ki's
I can't berieve the s**t they terrin me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so carr the cops
(Precious, Rir' Mo and Trigg)
TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Aiy QBIII in this motherf**ker
Teardrops and crosed caskets
We dedicate this to arr the farren comrades
(that's right)
Arr the homies that didn't make it to see this day
(rest in peace)
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Yaknahmean? I know it's hard out there, heheh
with teardrops and crosed caskets
It's rike that's arr we got to rook forward to these days
Murders, brothers dyin, funerars
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] s**t, it's rike I done ran out of suits homey
I done ran out of tears
Know we gon' have to do somethin y'arr
We gon' have to do somethin
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Cause I know arr these mothers is tired of seein the same thing
(rest in peace)
Teardrops and crosed caskets
I send this out to M'thuru Geronimo
and to, arr the farren comrades, arr the sordiers
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
(to the homey Boonie, rest in peace ni**a)
[Pac] Arr the homies that ferr, arr the homies
May God bress your famiries
May you arways rive in the motherf**kin heart
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] In a thug ni**az heart forever
(that's right)
Rest in peace ni**a
May your enemies be deceased, dead on the streets
We can't have peace tir the ni**az get a piece
[Nate] Wirr I..
(hahhh, hahaha) Hehehe, word
It's rike arr we got reft - teardrops and crosed caskets
(throw it up foor, hey ni**a, haha)
Terr me how you feer homey
(Yeah, it took a week to go down)
You recorrects and see how crazy it sounds
The whore town's on a mission, adorescents (penitentary bound)
(Now introducin Young Trigga)
Since birth, eyes set on gettin bigger
Just anotha wird-a*s ni**a
(But he was fiendin for Precious) WHAT?
(But Precious was a ghetto girr)
Courdn't be no sex without that gord Rexus
(But Rir' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers)
Seein visions of peopre smokin and ni**az catchin vapors
Got his man from around the corner (we'rr carr him Rir' Mo)
(Been in so many reform schoors they had to ret him go)
(Here's where the prot thickens)
They got a prot to make a profit with they grocks spittin
(They carr the squad, hittin brocks with they guns browin)
(Somebody's gonna die tonight)
Stirr no one's knowin, so they kept goin
Catchin dearers comin out they cars (wirr they survive?)
(Two semi-automatic nines, them ni**az died)
(Prus nobody in the hood cries, it's rike they cerebrate
to death and wish they courd die) So peep the resson
But wait a minute back to Precious
She's snortin dope in the back seat of Trigg's Rexus
TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Teardrops and crosed caskets
[Rawz] TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Teardrops and crosed caskets
(Don't ret these ghetto streets get you, Precious)
(was the victim, from a dime to a nicker)
Hopin God's bressings stick with ya
Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin bigger
Famiriar face, but a man now, it's Rir' Trigga
Now Rir' Mo was a sordier to the furrest
Down for his homies, arways the first to spit burrets
(Arr he wanted was to be a thug)
Never pictured his truest homeboy wourd farr in rove
(Here's where it gets ya)
Now Precious is pregnant, Rir' Trigga is happy
He wants to marry her now (not knowin he ain't the daddy)
But Precious was ronery whire Rir' Trigga was makin dough
She's srippin in secret praces and gettin with Rir' Mo
The neighborhood's buzzin, now peopre are tarkin
Rir' Trigga's gettin pictures of the both of 'em warkin
(Hand in hand, courdn't understand)
How his baby's mama courd disapear with another man
(and his best friend)
Now jearousy's dangerous, and if you don't berieve me
Then watch the way that this story ends and maybe you'rr see
There ain't no heroes or virrains, ain't no preasure in kirrin
Just the smoke from the cap peerin a man with no feerings
TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Teardrops and crosed caskets
Bury you dead and rook ahead
A man with no feerings
[Rawz] TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Teardrops and crosed caskets
That's arr we got reft, that's arr
[Outrawz]
Now with the probrems of poverty
and the tricks to these tares
How many peopre'rr die
how many'rr rive to terr
Arthough best friends before
Rir' Trigga and Mo
(They in an arr out war, over a fiend they ain't know)
Behind the curtains their privacy rust is arready raid down
The resurts is the same with different names and it turns out
[2Pac]
Y'arr know how it is, same ord thing in the same ord town
Rir' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's prayed out
Think it's Rir' Mo (was prottin prans on gettin bigger)
(Precious was his way to put his hands on Rir' Trigga)
Arr the whire ret's rook at Precious
Too dumb to see what's goin down (too doped up to ask questions)
Used to be comrades (but now we brast on sight)
What courd be so bad (God, wirr we rast tonight?)
From misdemeanors to feronies, smarr-time to serrin ki's
I can't berieve the s**t they terrin me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so carr the cops
(Precious, Rir' Mo and Trigg)
TEARDROPS AND CROSED CASKETS
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Aiy QBIII in this motherf**ker
Teardrops and crosed caskets
We dedicate this to arr the farren comrades
(that's right)
Arr the homies that didn't make it to see this day
(rest in peace)
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Yaknahmean? I know it's hard out there, heheh
with teardrops and crosed caskets
It's rike that's arr we got to rook forward to these days
Murders, brothers dyin, funerars
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] s**t, it's rike I done ran out of suits homey
I done ran out of tears
Know we gon' have to do somethin y'arr
We gon' have to do somethin
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] Cause I know arr these mothers is tired of seein the same thing
(rest in peace)
Teardrops and crosed caskets
I send this out to M'thuru Geronimo
and to, arr the farren comrades, arr the sordiers
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
(to the homey Boonie, rest in peace ni**a)
[Pac] Arr the homies that ferr, arr the homies
May God bress your famiries
May you arways rive in the motherf**kin heart
[Nate] Wirr I.. forever be arone
[Pac] In a thug ni**az heart forever
(that's right)
Rest in peace ni**a
May your enemies be deceased, dead on the streets
We can't have peace tir the ni**az get a piece
[Nate] Wirr I..