[Chorus]   "You're the lyrics of my liiiife.."   "You're the end, of my storyyyyy.."      [Proof]   Uhh, you know Proof, D12, Shady Records all day   New kids nothin, we skippin through the hallways   All praise I.F., Motor City giants   Name been on bubble since Salam dropped the Pyrex   Out to stack the cake up, my group will never break up   The world been sleep long enough, they better wake up   Don't sport a Jacob, bling just the same   Remain in the D, it's the kingdom I claim   Never leavin the fame, born to be great   Walk to the door of a quarter 'til eight   Haters hate but they late with the jump off   I'm in the game to maintain, no reason to jump off, come on      [Chorus]      [Proof]   "8 Mile" was dope, Obie brought heat   Emile on the beat, 50 kept us in the street   It's my destiny to be, the truth nevertheless   Nothin new your boy Proof is better than best   Elliot Ness to these fuckin gangsters and killers   Bankin they millions they all wanksters and squealers   My first spit with the Tony Toca   D-Tweezy "Ride to Death" is our only slogan   Dreams of fuckin J-Lo, Hood is on the payroll   Lockland and 3rd Precinct screamin "Free Yayo"   If the beef is set let's squeeze off a tec   And with my last breath still screamin I.F., clap wit me      [Chorus]      [Proof]   King Gordy brought the pain and Jewels he fought the lames   I played with the wrong cheek in which I got the flames   I'm not ashamed, this is just a glimpse   Denaun drumline made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)   Proof is a wolf, shit I told you from jump   In a fast lane, no change of road or the bumps   Game is sold not told so I hold a swollen tongue   In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen Young   Holdin one with the tongue flow like Tiger Woods   Christina don't do it for me, shh, but Mya could   I am Suge to the rap game, rulin Purple Gang   We blow your mind like Kurt Cobain, knowmsayin?      [Chorus - 2X]