The days are cold livin' you The are long, I'm growing older I miss the alone, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but never over
If could see me now, I know he'd be proud Somewhere in me deep down, something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can me now You try, it'll be them doors, on Dre's Phantom believe me That means suicide homie, you'll throw me Off of course, blow me I do this all for the sport only But I want it all, I'm not talking awards homie And the balls in my court and it's On top of the world you're the only One with the and your shorts To leave them jaws on the with no re- Morse, remember that when get to doggin' you boy homie So y'all can get to bloggin' about bologna I'm not gonna stop the Continue, no stoppin' the force Obi, I'm the floors With them, I keep tryna pass it, but they on droppin' the torch And it won't be, til this sport is O-V- E-R, just blazin' and we knockin' doors and no we pumpkins on Halloween but we'll show up on your porch, so be Careful what you say, ain't no punks over here so follow me Through the fog I'm S-N-double-O-P Let me guide you the smoke G If only I wasn't travellin' down this by my lonely No one who knew me like you will ever me I don't you understand how much you meant to me
The days are cold without you The nights are long, I'm growing I miss the alone, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never And it stop (oh) And it quit (oh) And it don't (oh) And it don't (oh) And I you (oh) I miss you (oh) I miss you (oh) Homie I'll forget you (no)
For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my So sick it'll blow up the mic, it'll put the in mite Yeah it'll make the dopest MC wanna jump off a and shit hisself Tap dancin' all over the beat, it'll jump off the page and itself Yeah it's the best thing I could do right now for you is to rap So I'm a til I die, yeah I'm a do it to death And itstead of your death, I'd rather celebrate your life Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, I'm a two mics Cause the way that I'm tonight, everything I can just do right There's nothing that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm too hyped Just finished the rhyming and bust it and excuse the metaphor never catch up to all this energy that I've mustered So God help me out while I fight through this grievin' process Tryna this loss is makin' me nauseous But this ain't takin' me hostage I've been patiently watchin' this game, pacin' hallways You had in me always Proof you knew I'd come out of slump, rise from these ashes Come right back on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on bastards And I'm a show 'em, blow 'em out the water 'em homes I'm on so many bells the only place they can hit me is Homie I know I'm, gonna be the same with you I woulda never came in this game, I'm going insane you Matter of fact it was just the other night, had another about you You told me to get up, I got up and spread my and I flew You gave me a to fight, I was on my way to see you You told me nah Doodi not layin' on that table I knew I was gonna make it, soon as you said think of Hailie, I There wasn't no way I was gonna ever leave them babies, and Proof Not many are lucky enough to have a guardian like you Lord I'm so thankful, please don't I don't feel grateful, I do Just grant me the that I need, for one more day to get through So this is your song, I dedicate this to you I love you
The days are cold without you The nights are long, I'm older I miss the alone, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're over And it don't (oh) And it quit (oh) And it stop (oh) And it quit (oh) And I you (oh) I just you (oh) I miss you (oh) I'll never forget you (no)