Difficult
Eminem; Obie Trice Lyrics
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Are they asking me that be
Cause of the shit that's been thrown at me?
Or am I just a little snappy and they genuinely care?
Doody, most of my life it's just been me and you there
And I continuously stare at pictures of you
I never got to say I love you as much as I wanted to, but I do
Yeah, I say it now when you can't hear me
But somehow I know you're near me in presence
Oh, I went and dropped some presents off for Easter
To them two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their
Minds a little, and dog, you'll never believe this
But Sharonda actually talks to me now, Jesus
And everyone else is just tryin' to pick up the pieces
Man, how could you touch so many fuckin' lives and just leave us?
They say grievance has a way of affectin' everyone different
If it's true, how the fuck am I supposed to get over you?
Difficult as it sounds
Doody, I dropped a tear in a rhyme
The day you find it is the day I stop missin' DeShaun
Holton, it was written, it was woven
For a soldier to leave so suddenly, got me wide open
How could God take a soul so dope and
Turn around and leave us all heartbroken?
Know that you're sayin' "keep goin'
Be a man, no emotion"
It's your duty, until we meet again, Doody
"Doody" that's what we'd call each other
I don't know where it came from
But it just stuck with us, we was always brothers
Never thought about each other's skin colors
'Til one day we was walkin' up the block in the summer
It was like 90 degrees, I was catchin' a sunburn
Tryin' to walk under the trees just to give me some comfort
I'm moanin', I just wanna get home and
I look over, and your shirt is off
I'm like, "You're gonna fry," you're like, "No, I won't
I'm black, stupid! And black people, they got melatonin
In their skin, we don't burn," meanwhile my face is glowin'
And I feel like I'm on fire
And the entire time you're just laughin' at me
And snappin' at me with your shirt, bastard
And I still have to get you back for that shit
And by the way, them Playboy rings my mother stole from you
Well, Nate finally got 'em back, shit
It must've been at least sixteen years ago
Well, I put 'em in your cask, oww
Movin' past it, it still ain't registered yet
But you can bet, your legacy they'll never forget
The Motor City, Motown, hip hop vet
Hip Hop Shop, dreads, it don't stop there
Yeah, as difficult as it sounds
Doody, I dropped a tear in a rhyme
The day you find it is the day I stop missin' DeShaun
Holton, it was written, it was woven
For a soldier to leave so suddenly, got me wide open
How could God take a soul so dope and
Turn around and leave us all heartbroken?
Know that you're sayin', "Keep goin'
Be a man, no emotion"
It's your duty, until we meet again, Doody
And this might sound a little strange, but I'ma tell it
I found that jacket that you left at my wedding
And I picked it up to smell it
I wrapped it up in plastic until I put it in glass
And hang up in the hallway so I can always look at it
And as for all me and D12 we feel like "Fuck rap!"
It feels like our general just fuckin' died in our lap
We shut off all our pagers, all our cell numbers is changed
Our two-ways are in the trash
So some cats will have to find a new way
And I know it feels like the dreams will die with you today
But the truth is they're all still here, and you ain't
Purple Gang, you gotta keep pressin' on
Don't ever give up the dream, dog, I got love for you all
And Doody, it's true you brought people together
Who never woulda been in the same room if it wasn't for you
You were the peacemaker, Doody
I know sometimes you were moody
But you hated confrontation and truly hated the feuding
But you was down for yours whenever it came to scrappin'
If it had to happen, it had to happen
Believe me, I know you're the one who taught me to throw them bows back on Dresden
From eggin' cars to paintballin' and gettin' arrested
To sittin' across from each other in cells, laughin' and jestin'
They tried to hit us for five years for that, no question
I guess them hookers and bums that we shot up didn't show up for court
So we got off on a technicality, left sweatin'
Me, you and what's his face? I forgot his fuckin' name
Shame he even came to your funeral, he betrayed our team
And if I see him again I'ma punch him in the fuckin' face
And that's on Hailie Jade, Whitney Laine and Alaina's name
I'll let the pistol bang once just to lick a shot
In the air for you, and pour some liquor out
With Obie in the parking lot of 54 just before
We were supposed to get in cars to come and see you once more
Difficult as it sounds
Doody
The song "Difficult" by Obie Trice is a tribute to his close friend and fellow rapper Proof, whose real name was DeShaun Holton. The lyrics reflect Obie Trice's grieving process and his struggle to come to terms with Proof's sudden death. The song begins with Obie questioning whether others genuinely care about his well-being or if they are simply asking because of the difficulties he has faced. He expresses his deep love and admiration for Proof, regretting not having told him how much he loved him while he was alive. Obie is haunted by the loss, feeling the presence of Proof and finding comfort in the fact that Sharonda, Proof's partner, now speaks to him. The song explores the pain of losing someone who had a profound impact on many lives, leaving a void that seems impossible to fill.
Through the lyrics of "Difficult," Obie Trice reminisces about his friendship with Proof and the experiences they shared. He recalls their childhood nickname "Doody" for each other, highlighting the deep bond they had as brothers. Obie shares a memory of a summer day when they walked together, unaware of their different skin colors until Proof's comment about African-Americans not getting sunburned. This lighthearted anecdote reminds Obie of their friendship and the love they had for each other, regardless of their racial differences. He also playfully mentions a stolen item and his desire to get back at Proof for a prank, showcasing the humorous and mischievous nature of their relationship. Throughout the song, Obie pays tribute to Proof's legacy as a prominent figure in Detroit's hip hop scene and emphasizes the importance of keeping his memory alive.
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They ask me am I okay, they ask me if I'm happy
Are they asking me that be
Cause of the shit that's been thrown at me?
Or am I just a little snappy and they genuinely care?
Doody, most of my life it's just been me and you there
And I continuously stare at pictures of you
I never got to say I love you as much as I wanted to, but I do
Yeah, I say it now when you can't hear me
What the fuck good does that do me now?
But somehow I know you're near me in presence
Oh, I went and dropped some presents off for Easter
To them two little beautiful boys of yours to try to ease their
Minds a little, and dog, you'll never believe this
But Sharonda actually talks to me now — Jesus!
And everyone else is just tryin' to pick up the pieces
Man, how could you touch so many fuckin' lives and just leave us?
They say grievance has a way of affectin' everyone different
If it's true, how the fuck am I supposed to get over you?
Difficult as it sounds
[Obie Trice:]
Doody, I dropped a tear in a rhyme
The day you find it is the day I stop missin' DeShaun
Holton, it was written, it was woven
For a soldier to leave so suddenly — got me wide open
How could God take a soul so dope and
Turn around and leave us all heartbroken?
Know that you're sayin', "Keep goin'!
Be a man! No emotion!"
It's your duty, until we meet again, Doody
[Eminem:]
"Doody" — that's what we'd call each other
I don't know where it came from
But it just stuck with us; we was always brothers
Never thought about each other's skin colors
'Til one day we was walkin' up the block in the summer
It was like 90 degrees, I was catchin' a sunburn
Tryin' to walk under the trees just to give me some comfort
I'm moanin', I just wanna get home and
I look over, and your shirt is off
I'm like, "You're gonna fry," you're like, "No, I won't
I'm black, stupid! And black people, they got melatonin
In their skin — we don’t burn," meanwhile my face is glowin'
And I feel like I'm on fire
And the entire time you're just laughin' at me
And snappin' at me with your shirt, bastard
And I still have to get you back for that shit
And by the way, them Playboy rings my mother stole from you
Well, Nate finally got 'em back, shit
It must've been at least sixteen years ago
Well, I put 'em in your cask— oww
Movin' past it, it still ain't registered yet
But you can bet, your legacy they'll never forget
The Motor City, Motown, hip hop vet
Hip Hop Shop, dreads, it don't stop there
Yeah, as difficult as it sounds
[Obie Trice:]
Doody, I dropped a tear in a rhyme
The day you find it is the day I stop missin' DeShaun
Holton, it was written, it was woven
For a soldier to leave so suddenly — got me wide open
How could God take a soul so dope and
Turn around and leave us all heartbroken?
Know that you're sayin', "Keep goin'!
Be a man! No emotion!"
It's your duty, until we meet again, Doody
[Eminem:]
And this might sound a little strange, but I'ma tell it
I found that jacket that you left at my wedding
And I picked it up to smell it
I wrapped it up in plastic until I put it in glass
And hang up in the hallway so I can always look at it
And as for all me and D12 we feel like "Fuck rap!"
It feels like our general just fuckin' died in our lap
We shut off all our pagers, all our cell numbers is changed
Our two-ways are in the trash
So some cats will have to find a new way
And I know it feels like the dreams will die with you today
But the truth is they're all still here, and you ain't
Purple Gang, you gotta keep pressin' on
Don't ever give up the dream, dog, I got love for you all
And Doody, it's true you brought people together
Who never woulda been in the same room if it wasn't for you
You were the peacemaker, Doody
I know sometimes you were moody
But you hated confrontation and truly hated the feuding
But you was down for yours whenever it came to scrappin'
If it had to happen, it had to happen
Believe me, I know you're the one who taught me to throw them bows back on Dresden
From eggin' cars to paintballin' and gettin' arrested
To sittin' across from each other in cells, laughin' and jestin'
They tried to hit us for five years for that, no question
I guess them hookers and bums that we shot up didn't show up for court
So we got off on a technicality, left sweatin'
Me, you and… what's his face? I forgot his fuckin' name
Shame he even came to your funeral, he betrayed our team
And if I see him again I'ma punch him in the fuckin' face
And that’s on Hailie Jade, Whitney Laine and Alaina’s name
I'll let the pistol bang once just to lick a shot
In the air for you, and pour some liquor out
With Obie in the parking lot of 54 just before
We were supposed to get in cars to come and see you once more
Difficult as it sounds
[Obie Trice:]
Doody!
Garnarax
Always come back to this . From someone thats lost his best mate recently you can really feel the emotions in this one.
Much love to D12 / Rip big proof
I am Jay
Fr man
Jean
Man... The way Em talks about Proof.. He makes ME miss him. I've never even known the dude, but... I miss him!
Steph Ness
I agree, the tears are streaming down my face ❤️🔥
Francisco Almazan
I agree man the way he paints the picture is mind blowing
CODE: SM-96
If you don't know how Proof was you ain't real Em or D12 fans....fake
Yb better
@CODE: SM-96 bruh what, you can be a em fan and not listen to proof
CODE: SM-96
@Yb better Like I said...not a real fan. Even if you may not prefer his raps you should know him from every feature, show and video he did with Eminem, he was always with Em behind the scenes, always on tour with Em and always with him backstage, he was even in 8 mile and this is the man who knew Em since he was 13 back in Detroit as broke kids and they moved up the underground rap scene together. You really ain't a fan of Em if you don't know Proof, the kind of fake fan that claim that Dre or 50 are Em's best friend when that's not true. Proof was the best friend Eminem could ever ask for and was the only one who was there when he was down before he was famous, he even bought him a pair of new sneakers when they were Teens and looked out for him. You will never truly understand Em if you don't understand his friendship with Proof and how deep it was, Proof is one of the biggest reasons Eminem is the person he is today
Big_duece Bungalow
That “I put them in your cask— ahh I’m moving past it” hits me so hard. Anyone that lost someone young knows how that is
Christian Franz
I lost a family member to addiction last September and this along with most of Eminem music and my bus driver, he made me forget what was going on when I was one of the darkest place in my life. Thank you Em and Frank you were there when I felt no one else was.