Released on August 9, 2005

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[Intro]

Uh, this my last letter right here

Fuck this world

Let's get the fuck outta here


[Verse 1]

I put my soul through the ink

Bless a pad with thoughts, add my faults, before I grow extinct

My back-bone disowned my zone

Why roam? Called home, but now on, I'm all alone

Just Proof, no shine, no friends, just fans

No wonder my hands tight where the Internet ends

I take back most of the flack, the stress smokes press me close to the crack

Like my Pops, the ghost of my past

Thyme and Mudd, Jay Dee, and Stuckey

Lately, I'm lucky, y'all don't hate me to touch me

Maybe I'm ugly inside, but smilin' to make it

I love y'all, dawg, and that's however you take it

The fame is an illusion, I'm still losin'

In this game with the rules and – ...I feel clueless

It's the streets with the Hill, blueless

Cops knock at the door, got me lookin' real foolish

But I still do this, like I love it

Even though I thug it, keep flossin' ice in public

The subject y'all don't know, stars won't grow

Wounded dreams, with scars to show

Minus the MTV videos with Slim

'Up in Smoke,' D-12, and many shows with Em

It's still me, dawg, no change with change

It's strange, when it pours it rains; I take it back


[Chorus]

I wish I could take it back

I wish I could take it back, but it's too late

I wish I could take it back

I wish I could take it back, but it's too late


[Verse 2]

Always talkin' to Snook, hopin' he speak back

Wishin' my first son was here to reach at

Feelin' detached; my brother Earl, and Wayne

That bail money for jail, y'all can keep that

I've been a thief before, ask Thelmon

My heart's meltin', tell the truth I need help, man

My heart's big, but my sins bigger

Fuck the world, I don't feel like I can win niggas

It's like I'm lost and I find only demons

I wanna quit, it's like I'm tired of breathin'

So my stress confess to a famous song

Em, I love you — don't let this money change us, dawg

1st Born, when I'm gone, grab Nasaan

Leave Naeem with the cream and his mom

And dear Momma, I used to hate you

Now I relate to everything you did to make Proof, I love you! (Take it back…)


[Chorus]

I wish I could take it back

I wish I could take it back, but it's too late

I wish I could take it back

I wish I could take it back, but it's too late


[Verse 3]

All y'all see is Free from 106 & Park

Y'all don't know I risk my heart with this, apart

From the streets, the groups, the friends, the foes

The Jews, the dick lickers and the hoes

What about me? Sheltered with no guidance

Look at the finest, royal highness on some hot shit

Still livin' with the liquor and bud

Sometimes I wish for my demise, so I can kick it with Bugz

I wish it was real between us all

In the past, you should've seen us, dawg

I'd die for Em and save Hailie

Brave maybe, but just let them tears roll off my grave, Shady

Kuniva and Swift, alive as it get

I meant to teach y'all niggas to survive in this bitch

If we die to be rich, that makes me happy

And on another note, shit don't hate me, Pappy

It's just that we look the same; you let the game take you

Your son came along and took the game

Since I took my own life, y'all feel a killer for sho'

Bizarre on the real you the realest nigga I know

Scrappin' and bustin' ain't real, just tell your mans the truth

And that's why you've always been friends with Proof

Answer you all, always lied with true

And before I pull the trigger, Denaun, I'm proud of you


[Outro]

Listen… LISTEN…

Love… killed me

Love… love… killed… me

Love… killed… me