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