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