Kurt Kobain

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(Proof Talking)
 This my last letter right here
 Fuck this world, lets get the fuck outta here
 (Proof)
 I put my soul through the ink
 Bless a path with thoughts at my thoughts
 Before I grow extinct
 My back-bone disowned by 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
 Dime and mud, JD and stucky
 Lately I'm lucky, I don't hate me to touch me
 Maybe I'm ugly inside, but smiling to make it
 I love you dawg, and that's how ever you take it
 The fame is a illusion, I'm still loosing
 In this game, with the rules and.
 I feel clueless, the streets with the hills blue less
 Cops knocking at the door, got me looking real foolish
 But I still do this, like I love it, even though I thug it
 Keep flossing lights in public, the subject y'all don't know
 Stars won't grow, who would dream that scars would show?
 Minus the MTV videos with slim
 "Up In Smoke" D-12, and many shows with Em
 It's still me dawg, no change for 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
 (Proof)
 Always talking to snuk coke and he speak back
 Wish my first son was here to reach at
 Feeling detached
 My brother Earl, and Wayne, that bail money for jail, y'all can keep that
 I've been in deep before, ask (stalemen?)
 My hearts melting, tell the truth, I need help man
 I hearts big but by sins bigger
 Fuck the world, I don't feel like I can win niggaz
 It's like I'm lost and I find only demons
 I wanna quit, its like I'm tired of breathing
 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 the sign
 (Leave nothing?) with his cream and his mom
 And dear mamma, I use to hate you
 Now I relate to, everything you did to make proof
 I love you.
 Take it back
 (Chorus)
 (Proof)
 All y'all see is Free from 106 and park
 Yall don't know I risk my heart with this apart
 From the streets, the groups, the friends, the foes
 The jewels, the dick lickers and the hoes
 What about me?
 Sheltered with no guidance
 Look at the finest, royal highness on some hot shit
 Still living 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 of seen us dawg
 I die for Em and save Haley, brave maybe
 But just let them tears remove my grave Shady
 Kunive and Swift, how live is it get?
 I meant to teach y'all niggaz 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 killa fo' sho'
 Bizarre on the real, you're the realest nigga I know
 Strapping and busting ain't real, just tell your mans the truth
 And that's why you've always been friends with Proof
 Answer to all, I've always lied with truth
 And before I pull the trigger tonight, I'm proud of you.
 

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04:50
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170 BPM

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