The days are cold livin' you The are long, I'm growing older I miss the days alone, thinkin' you You may be gone, but never over
If Proof could see me now, I know he'd be in me deep down, there's 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 believe me clowns means suicide homie, you'll 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 awards homie And the balls in my court and it's On top of the world when you're the One the balls and your shorts To them jaws on the floor with no re- Morse, remember when they get to doggin' you boy homie So can just get to bloggin' about bologna I'm not gonna stop the Continue, no the force Obi, I'm moppin' the floors With them, I keep tryna it, but they keep on droppin' the torch And it be, long til this sport is O-V- E-R, blazin' and we knockin' them doors and no we Ain't pumpkins on Halloween but we'll show up on porch, so be what you say, there ain't no punks over here so follow me Through the fog I'm S-N-double-O-P Let me you through 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 don't think you understand how much you to me
The days are livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growing I the days alone, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're 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 just you (oh) Homie I'll never you (no)
For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my So sick it'll blow up the mic, put the dyna in mite Yeah make 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 it's the best thing I could do right now for you is to rap So I'm a fuck til I die, yeah I'm a do it to And itstead of mourning your death, I'd rather celebrate your to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, I'm a need two mics Cause the way I'm feelin' 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 They'll never up to all this energy that I've mustered So God just help me out while I fight through grievin' process Tryna process loss is makin' me nauseous But depression ain't takin' me hostage I've been patiently watchin' this game, these hallways You had in me always Proof you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise from these Come right back on they asses, and go Tyson on these bastards And I'm a show 'em, blow 'em out the water 'em homes I'm on so many the only place they can hit me is below Homie I know I'm, never be the same with you I woulda never in this game, I'm going insane without you Matter of fact it was just the other night, had dream about you You told me to get up, I got up and spread my wings and I You me a reason to fight, I was on my way to see you You told me nah Doodi you're not layin' on that I knew I was make it, soon as you said think of Hailie, I knew There wasn't no way that I was ever leave them 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 that I need, for one more day to get So this is your song, I dedicate this to you I you Doodi
The days are livin' without you The are long, I'm growing older I the days alone, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never And it stop (oh) And it don't (oh) And it don't (oh) And it quit (oh) And I you (oh) I just you (oh) I just you (oh) Homie never forget you (no)