Eminem, Obie Trice - Difficult lyrics

They ask me am I okay
They ask me if I'm happy
Are they askin' me that because 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
Your 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 it's way
Of affectin' everyone different
If it's true
How the fuck I'm supposed to get over you?
Difficult as it sounds

Doody, I drop 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, 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 ninety degrees
I was catchin' a sunburn
Tryin' to walk under the trees just
To give me some comfort
I'm moan and 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 16 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 drop 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, 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'
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 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