[Chorus] The days are cold without you The nights are long, I’m older I miss the days of old, about you You may gone, but you’re never over [Verse 1] If Proof could see me now, I know he’d proud Somewhere in me down, there’s something in me he found That made believe in me, now no one can beat me now try, it’ll be them doors on Dre’s Phantom, believe me clowns That means suicide homie, you’ll throw me Off this course, blow me Bitch I do all for the sport only But I want it I’m not just talking awards homie the balls in my court and it’s lonely On top the world when you’re the only with the balls and your shorts To leave them jaws on the floor no re-morse, that when they get to doggin’ you boy homie So y’all can just get to about bologna I’m not gonna the saga continues, no stoppin’ the force moppin the floors with them, I keep tryna it, but they keep on droppin’ the torch and it won’t be, long til this is O-V-E-R, Just Blaze and me, we are knockin’ doors and no we ain’t pumpkins on Halloween but we’ll show up on porch, so be careful what you say, there no punks over here so follow me Through the fog like S-N-double-O-P Let me you through the smoke G only I wasn’t travellin’ down this road by my lonely No one who knew me like you ever know me I don’t think you how much you meant to me [Chorus] [Bridge] And don’t stop (oh) And it don’t (oh) And it don’t (oh) And it don’t quit And I miss you I just miss you I just miss (oh) Homie I’ll never forget (no) [Verse 2] For I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life So sick blow up the mic, It’ll put the dyna in mite Yeah it’ll make the dopest MC wanna jump off bridge and shit hisself Tap all over the beat, it’ll jump off the page and spit itself Yeah it’s the best thing I could do right now for you is to rap SO Imma fuck til die, yeah Imma do it to death And itstead of mourning your I’d rather celebrate your life Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, Imma need two Cuz the way that I’m feelin’ tonight, everything I can do right There’s nothing that I can wrong, I’m too strong and I’m just too hyped Just finished the rhyme and buss it’, excuse the corny never catch up (ketchup) to all this energy that I’ve mustered (mustard) So just help me out while I fight through this grievin’ process lyrics courtesy of Tryna this loss is makin’ me nauseous But depression ain’t takin me hostage I’ve been patiently this game, pacin’ these hallways had faith in me always Proof you knew I’d come out this slump, rise from these ashes Come right on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards Imma show ‘em, blow ‘em out the water slaughter ‘em homes I’mma so many belts the only place they can hit me is below ‘em Homie I know I’m, gonna be the same without you I never came in this game, I’m going insane without you Matter of fact it was just other night, had another dream about you You told me to get up, I got up, I spread my wings and flew gave me a reason 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 that I was gonna leave them babies, and Proof not are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you Lord so thankful, please don’t think I don’t feel grateful, I do Just grant me the that I need, for one more day to get through So homie this is your song, dedicate this to you I love you [Chorus] And don’t stop (oh) And it don’t quit And it don’t stop it don’t quit (oh) And I miss (oh) just miss you (oh) just miss you (oh) Homie I’ll never forget you [End]