You’re Never Over Songtext / Lyric

The days are cold, living without you

The nights are long, I'm growing older

I miss the days of old, thinking about you

You may be gone, but you're never over



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 talking 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 re-morse

Remember that when they get to dogging you boy, homie

So y'all can just get to blogging about bologna, I'm not gonna stop

The saga continue, no stopping the force Obi, I'm mopping the floors

With them, I keep trying pass it, but they keep on dropping the torch






And it won't be long till this sport is O-V-E-R

Just Blaze and me we are knocking 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 traveling 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



The days are cold, living without you



The nights are long, I'm growing older

I miss the days of old, thinking about you

You may be gone, but you're never over



And it don't stop, oh

And it don't quit, oh

And it don't stop, oh

And it don't quit, oh



And I miss you, oh

I just miss you, oh

I just miss you, oh

Homie I'll never forget you, no



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 dancing all over the 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 rep'



So I'm gonna fuck till I die, yeah I'mma do it to death

And instead of mourning your death, I'd rather celebrate your life

Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, I'mma need 2 mics

Cause the way that I'm feeling tonight, everything I can just do right

There's nothing that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm just too hyped



Just finished the rhyme and I bust it, and - excuse the corny metaphor

They'll never catch up to all this energy that I've mustered

So God just help me out while I fight through this grieving process

Tryna process this loss is making me nauseous

But this depression ain't taking me hostage

I've been patiently watching this game, pacing 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 they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards

And I'mma show them, blow them out the water slaughter them homes

I'mma own so many belts, the only place they can hit me is below them



Homie I know I'm never gonna be the same without you

I never would've came in this game, I'm going insane without you

Matter of 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!" Laying 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

The days are cold, living without you

The nights are long, I'm growing older

I miss the days of old, thinking about you

You may be gone, but you're never over

And it don't stop, oh

And it don't quit, oh

And it don't stop, oh

And it don't quit, oh

And I miss you, oh

I just miss you, oh

I just miss you, oh

Homie I'll never forget you, no