No More Tears

[Intro] Eah, you know how it is Born and change, dying in pain Praising the devils hands so we compriscate your body like contravene hahah Oh you don't know, a Grim Reaper is a gangsta And when the daddy want you, why the fuck you gone run ha? (laughs) [Hook] Now we kickin' back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Now we kickin' back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Now we kickin back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Now we kickin back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket [Verse 1: Eazy-E] Damn, another bitch dead It's a shame that she is gone took two the head Got caught in the mix It's sad, I'm gonna miss this bitch She was all this She was all that Point black, baby was all fat Now we lay her down to sleep Made my nigga rest in peace Now we kickin' back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Paid my respect and didn't shed a tear Eazy muthafucking E CPT and I am outta here [Verse 2: Phalos Mode ] It's like pay me stories in a cold cruel world I'ma share story 'bout a gangster girl From the plane to the train Fall of from a groupie, a down bitch Put a key up in her coochie And she only fucking with ballers, living the live So fine but never thought she be smoking the pipe And when her boyfriend is away, she doing her damn thing Coming up show nigga misses some cocaine But It ain't a shame anyway So you know, we yo, getting guns Put on a nigga cuz of a ho Yeah the bitch gots to go Step to the house, looked to the shower The Bitch looking like a Tina Howard Make sure the ghost was clear Cock the gat, shit is certain Went to the door put 5 in her cunt and That's the way love goes when you fucking with scandalous hoes Semi-automatic my folks peep the scenario [bridge] Her name was Tina, Ooh you should've seen her Face like a dog Body like a ballerina (like a ballerina) Caught a case everyday in the past of pasedane Felony possession but it changed to a misdemeanor (changed to a misdemeanor) She was selling that ass to make beer Body fly jewels And fancy wear Hanging with pimps, Killers and dopefiends (dopefiends) Got hooked on Crack, and won't ever get clean (get clean) Every night she with a different trick (a different trick) In dark back alleys garglin' on dick Oh shit (oh shit) what a wasted bitch Callin' coroner quick A dead body in a ditch (body in a ditch) Is it her? Ooh I hope not hope not (I hope not) I just seen her last week at the dope spot (at the dope spot) But they made a positive ID Tina was dead, and what a tragedy (what a tragedy) Momma yellin' out somebody pray for me But she abandoned her at the age of 3 But just that's the way life goes in these scandalous streets So I'll write hardcore lyrics with these gangsta beats [talking] So choose now, life or death Longs with breath Or no air in your fucking chest Either way, whether you decide to evade Or decide to stay That muthafucka death Always, I said always collect jacks made of flesh Yeah, yeah? [Hook] Now we kickin' back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Now we kickin' back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Now we kickin' back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Now we kickin' back, getting blasted Reminiscin' how she looked in the casket Fuck me up man Keep it real I remember.. yeah I remember exactly how she looked When i want in her I will.. I just finish smoking Then i she didn't look the same tha bitch was trip I don't mean to call her bitch but she didn't look the same But she looked like (she did now) But she looked she had just smoked the joint (done deal) I mean..I know death I know death ain't didn't play with it The bitch didn't looked dead (we all gotta go) She looked high There's difference between being dead and being high.... Dead don't feel like being high