Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You’re Never Over, artist - Eminem.
Date of issue: 20.06.2010
Song language: English
You’re Never Over |
The nights are long, I’m growing older |
I miss the days of old thinking about you (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 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 remorse |
Remember that when they get to dogging you boy, homie |
So ya’ll can just get to blogging about bologna, |
I’m not gonna stop, the saga continues |
No stopping the force, Obi |
I’m mopping the floors with 'em |
I keep trying to pass it |
But they keep on dropping the torch |
And it won’t be long 'til 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 travelling 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 (without you) |
The nights are long I’m growing older |
I miss the days of old thinking about you (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 |
And 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 |
Guess that the best thing I could do right now, Doody, for you is to rap |
So I’m gonna fuck 'til 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 finish the rhyme and bust it, excuse the corny metaphor |
But 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 |
Trying to 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 'em, blow 'em out the water, slaughter 'em, homes |
I’mma own so many belts the only place they can hit me is below 'em |
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, «Nah, 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 (without you) |
The nights are long I’m growing older |
I miss the days of old thinking about you (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 |
And homie I’ll never forget you no |