Pink - You're Never Over
The days are cold, livin' without you
The nights ar long, I'm growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' 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 somethin' 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, Im not just talkin' awards homie
And the balls 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 doggin' your boy, homie
So ya 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 tryin' to pass it, bu 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 travellin' down this road by my lonely
No one who knew me like you will never know me
I don't think you understand how much you meant to me
The days are cold, livin' without you
The nights ar long, I'm growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you're never over And it don't stop, oohh
And it don't quit, oohh
And it don't stop, oohh
And it don't quit, oohh
And I miss you, ohhh
I just miss you, ohhh
I just miss you, ohhh
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 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 fuck till 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 on accelerate, I'ma need 2 mic's
'Cause the way that I'm feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right
There's nothin' that I could do wrong, I'm to strong and I'm just too hype
Just finish the rhyme and bust it
Excuse the corny metaphor, but they'll never ketchup to all this energy that I've mustard
So God just, help me out while I fight through this grievin' process
Tryin' to process this loss is makin' me sauseous
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 they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards
And I'ma show 'em, blow 'em out the water, slaughter 'em homes
I'mma 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 would have 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
The days are cold, livin' without you
The nights ar long, I'm growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you're never over
And it don't stop, oohh
And it don't quit, oohh
And it don't stop, oohh
And it don't quit, oohh
And I miss you, ohhh
I just miss you, ohhh
I just miss you, ohhh
Homie I'll never forget you, no
The nights ar long, I'm growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' 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 somethin' 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, Im not just talkin' awards homie
And the balls 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 doggin' your boy, homie
So ya 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 tryin' to pass it, bu 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 travellin' down this road by my lonely
No one who knew me like you will never know me
I don't think you understand how much you meant to me
The days are cold, livin' without you
The nights ar long, I'm growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you're never over And it don't stop, oohh
And it don't quit, oohh
And it don't stop, oohh
And it don't quit, oohh
And I miss you, ohhh
I just miss you, ohhh
I just miss you, ohhh
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 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 fuck till 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 on accelerate, I'ma need 2 mic's
'Cause the way that I'm feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right
There's nothin' that I could do wrong, I'm to strong and I'm just too hype
Just finish the rhyme and bust it
Excuse the corny metaphor, but they'll never ketchup to all this energy that I've mustard
So God just, help me out while I fight through this grievin' process
Tryin' to process this loss is makin' me sauseous
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 they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards
And I'ma show 'em, blow 'em out the water, slaughter 'em homes
I'mma 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 would have 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
The days are cold, livin' without you
The nights ar long, I'm growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you're never over
And it don't stop, oohh
And it don't quit, oohh
And it don't stop, oohh
And it don't quit, oohh
And I miss you, ohhh
I just miss you, ohhh
I just miss you, ohhh
Homie I'll never forget you, no
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