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