Artist: Proof Album: Searching for Jerry Garcia Song: Kurt Kobain Typed by: WhiteFusion7239@aol.com [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 Thyme and Mudd, Jay Dee and Stuckey Lately I'm lucky, I don't hate me to touch me Maybe I'm ugly inside, but smiling to make it I love y'all dawg, and that's how ever you take it The fame is an illusion, I'm still losing 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 hopin' he speak back Wishin' 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 deep before, ask Stillman 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 Naeem with the 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 Y'all 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 Hailie, brave maybe But just let them tears roll off my grave Shady Kuniva n' Swift, how live does 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 game along and took the game Since I took my own life, y'all feel a killa fo sho Bizarre on the real, you 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, Denaun, I'm proud of you..