text: Everybody loves the star
  When hes on the top
  But no one ever comes around
  When he starts to drop 
  You were someone special 
  You stuck trough thick and thin
  Im crying outside heavens door
  Wont you let me back in?
  P to the R, O to the O, F
  Dont wanna see you go, but to know you I was so blessed
  Kept the fresh cango and some moet
  You aint really shoot that dude, Detroit know that
  I cry for days, wishing that I could go back
  I smoked a whole back of to one of yo tracks
  Looking at ya face trough the eyes of a Kodak
  Hoping you in a place where somewhere to go rap
  This is ya brothers this is no act
  5 children lost their father, this is so wack
  Now they wanna use your honor for a doormat
  Stomp all over your name, I cant ignore that
  So what, you stole a car a 100 years ago
  And had a couple a fights outside the local liquor store
  You also paid forget the doe
  And thats what I love you for, all I really need is
  To let you know how I feel, and when I say your my brother its real, I need
  To let you know your the truth, inside and outside of the booth, Give me
  To play a song I wrote, and you tell me if its wack or dope
  Im so hurt I dont know what to do, from the bottom of my heart I miss you Proof
  Everybody loves the star
  When hes on the top
  But no one ever comes around
  When he starts to drop 
  You were someone special 
  You stuck trough thick and thin
  Im crying outside heavens door
  Wont you let me back in? 
  D to the I, L to The L, A
  The illest nigga making a beat, fuck what they tell me
  But you was more then just making a beat
  You was the voice of the hood man, the face of the streets
  7 Mile and corners, see niggas dont know that
  And the way you left us fam was so wack
  Im glad you aint in pain no more, I want you to know that
  Im selfish, I wanna hear you killing a song
  Wont forget when Shoes called and said my nigga is gone
  Im like No not Dilla, your wrong, mean I knew you were sick
  But I though LA was getting you strong
  I remember those dinners back at baby sisters
  I would be lying if I said I didnt miss ya
  But I know you and P together
  Up in heaven acting some fools, FC Forever
  To let you know how I feel, and when I say your my brother its real, I need
  To let you know you were sweet, on the mic or on the beat, I need
  To play a song I wrote, and you tell me if its wack or dope
  Im so hurt I dont know what to do my nigga, from the bottom of my heart I miss you Dilla
  Everybody loves the star
  When hes on the top
  But no one ever comes around
  When he starts to drop
  You were someone special
  You stuck trough thick and thin
  Im crying outside heavens door
  Wont you let me back in?