作词 : Marshall Mathers/M. Mainieri Jr./G. McMann/J. Smith 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/M. Mainieri Jr./G. McMann/J. Smith [Chorus] The days are cold, livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growin' older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over
[Verse 1] If Proof could see me now, I know he'd be proud Somewhere in me deep down, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it'll be them doors on Dre's Phantom, believe me, clowns That means "suicide," homie, you'll never throw me Off of this course, blow me! Bitch, I do this all for the sport only But I want it all, I'm not just talkin' awards, homie And the ball's in my court and it's lonely On top of the world, when you're the only one With the balls in your shorts To leave their jaws on the floors with no remorse 'Member that when they get to doggin' you boy, homie So y'all can just get to bloggin' about bologna I'm not gonna stop, the saga continues, no stoppin' the force, Obi I'm moppin' the floors with 'em, I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on Droppin' the torch and it won't be long 'til this sport is O-V- -E-R, just Blaze and me, we are knockin' on doors and no, we Ain't pumpkins on Halloween, but we'll show up on your porch, so be Careful what you say, there ain't no punks over here, so follow me Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P, let me guide you through the smoke, G If only I wasn't travelin' down this road by my lonely No one who knew me like you will ever know me I don't think you understand how much you meant to me
[Chorus] The days are cold, livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growin' older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over
[Post-Chorus] And it don't stop, oh-oh And it don't quit, oh-oh And it don't stop, oh-oh And it don't quit, oh-oh And I miss you, oh-oh I just miss you, oh-oh I just miss you, oh-oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no
[Verse 2] For you I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life So sick it'll blow up the mic, it'll put the "dyna" in "mite" Yeah, it'll make the dopest MC wanna jump off a bridge and shit himself Tap dancin' all over the beat, it'll jump off the page and spit itself Guess that the best thing I can do right now, Doody, for you is to rep So I'm gonna **** 'til I die, yeah, I'ma do it to death And instead of mournin' your death, I'd rather celebrate your life Elevate to new heights, step on the gas and accelerate, I'ma need two mics 'Cause the way that I'm feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right There's nothin' that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm just too hype Just finish the rhyme and I bust it, excuse the corny metaphor But they'll never catch up to all this energy that I've mustered So God, just help me out while I fight through this grievin' process Tryna process this loss is makin' me nauseous But this depression ain't takin' me hostage, I've been patiently watchin' This game, pacin' these hallways, you had faith in me always Proof, you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise from these ashes Come right back on their asses and go Mike Tyson on these bastards And I'ma show 'em, blow 'em out the water, slaughter 'em, homes I'ma own so many belts, only place they can hit me is below 'em Homie, I know I'm never gonna be the same without you I never woulda came in this game, I'm goin' insane without you Matter fact, it was just the other night had another dream about you 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 to see you You told me, "Naw, Doody, you're not!"; layin' on that table, I knew I was gonna make it; soon as you said, "Think of Hailie" I knew There wasn't no way that I was ever gonna leave them babies; and Proof Not many are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you Lord, I'm so thankful, please don't think that I don't feel grateful, I do Just grant me the strength that I need for one more day to get through So, homie, this is your song, I dedicate this to you I love you, Doody
[Chorus] The days are cold, livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growin' older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over
[Post-Chorus] And it don't stop, oh-oh And it don't quit, oh-oh And it don't stop, oh-oh And it don't quit, oh-oh And I miss you, oh-oh I just miss you, oh-oh I just miss you, oh-oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no
作词 : Marshall Mathers/M. Mainieri Jr./G. McMann/J. Smith 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/M. Mainieri Jr./G. McMann/J. Smith [Chorus] The days are cold, livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growin' older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over
[Verse 1] If Proof could see me now, I know he'd be proud Somewhere in me deep down, there's something in me he found That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it'll be them doors on Dre's Phantom, believe me, clowns That means "suicide," homie, you'll never throw me Off of this course, blow me! Bitch, I do this all for the sport only But I want it all, I'm not just talkin' awards, homie And the ball's in my court and it's lonely On top of the world, when you're the only one With the balls in your shorts To leave their jaws on the floors with no remorse 'Member that when they get to doggin' you boy, homie So y'all can just get to bloggin' about bologna I'm not gonna stop, the saga continues, no stoppin' the force, Obi I'm moppin' the floors with 'em, I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on Droppin' the torch and it won't be long 'til this sport is O-V- -E-R, just Blaze and me, we are knockin' on doors and no, we Ain't pumpkins on Halloween, but we'll show up on your porch, so be Careful what you say, there ain't no punks over here, so follow me Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P, let me guide you through the smoke, G If only I wasn't travelin' down this road by my lonely No one who knew me like you will ever know me I don't think you understand how much you meant to me
[Chorus] The days are cold, livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growin' older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over
[Post-Chorus] And it don't stop, oh-oh And it don't quit, oh-oh And it don't stop, oh-oh And it don't quit, oh-oh And I miss you, oh-oh I just miss you, oh-oh I just miss you, oh-oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no
[Verse 2] For you I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life So sick it'll blow up the mic, it'll put the "dyna" in "mite" Yeah, it'll make the dopest MC wanna jump off a bridge and shit himself Tap dancin' all over the beat, it'll jump off the page and spit itself Guess that the best thing I can do right now, Doody, for you is to rep So I'm gonna **** 'til I die, yeah, I'ma do it to death And instead of mournin' your death, I'd rather celebrate your life Elevate to new heights, step on the gas and accelerate, I'ma need two mics 'Cause the way that I'm feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right There's nothin' that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm just too hype Just finish the rhyme and I bust it, excuse the corny metaphor But they'll never catch up to all this energy that I've mustered So God, just help me out while I fight through this grievin' process Tryna process this loss is makin' me nauseous But this depression ain't takin' me hostage, I've been patiently watchin' This game, pacin' these hallways, you had faith in me always Proof, you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise from these ashes Come right back on their asses and go Mike Tyson on these bastards And I'ma show 'em, blow 'em out the water, slaughter 'em, homes I'ma own so many belts, only place they can hit me is below 'em Homie, I know I'm never gonna be the same without you I never woulda came in this game, I'm goin' insane without you Matter fact, it was just the other night had another dream about you 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 to see you You told me, "Naw, Doody, you're not!"; layin' on that table, I knew I was gonna make it; soon as you said, "Think of Hailie" I knew There wasn't no way that I was ever gonna leave them babies; and Proof Not many are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you Lord, I'm so thankful, please don't think that I don't feel grateful, I do Just grant me the strength that I need for one more day to get through So, homie, this is your song, I dedicate this to you I love you, Doody
[Chorus] The days are cold, livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growin' older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over
[Post-Chorus] And it don't stop, oh-oh And it don't quit, oh-oh And it don't stop, oh-oh And it don't quit, oh-oh And I miss you, oh-oh I just miss you, oh-oh I just miss you, oh-oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no
