Good evening this is
Im dre from back in tha day from n.w.a.
from black to grey from chokin a bitch to smaking her face from stackin up
bodies to blockin their case up from rocking a bitch to stacking the crisso up.
Still hungry, im back wit a tape worm and we was havening and rap entertainment
me and shady, as far as competition faggot they ain't none.
Eminem: Speak of the devil its tha attack
of tha rain man chainsaw in hand blood stain on my apron soon as they blades
run, run they run away from who play dun-geon no one is safe from and serf give
a brain surgeon the grate one and ddave it ain't funny man its urgent i need
one two boxes of detergent and a paint gun and an emergency squirt gun to spray
erry one. So one more time for old times sake Dre. Drop
that beat and spread that grape now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
and lets go .. u are now smokin wit tha best, tha best... Verse 2 Eminem: smoke signal in tha sky like Verizon
Wireless, nice environment surprising finally hyptonize by tha sound i surround
tha hydrets..??? Chorus Dre: Now where's there's smoke theirs fire where's
fire there's flames where there flames there's chronic either you high you
ain't i got no time for games... Eminem: na uh he ain't playing he going
get tha ak and aim it right at ur player hate, Im slightly insane my kind creatine
its not in a red bull its an incredible energy drink and its givin me wqings im
believe i can fly while i pee on a girl you'll catch me ?..Its as easy as pie
and an sinful escape dre get on tha mic make em tremble and shake. Dre: Now put your smoke up in tha air and
raise your hyenny and coke and if you really want to get fu$ked up just let me
know we can smoke till there's no more light im fluent to do it, lets gets into
it. Your smokin wit tha tradest and truest i got tha mightiest touch when it comes
to rolling shit up you mother fuc$ers ain't smoking you just holding shit up
now hear we go lets get up get down roll up a blunt i smoke tha kind of stuff
that make tha records go number one cause at first you don't succeed go smoke
some weed now those words just a little more personal for me seeing at how, i
blew up off of puffing those trees Chorus
Chorus:
So one more time for old times sake Dre drop that beat and scratch that grape
now send a little bit of that smoke my way and let's go and u are now smoking
wit the best tha best.
Aight hear i am again naked wifes and vitagikin before i began to get so high
pussy boy i could spin fin fin f* tha handle i fly off tha hinge let that boy
off tha bench coach and throw it to him. There he goes in his trench coat
applause again baby make us some french toast and show us some skin..??...
Eminem: ?
this is a very nice song..it seems like eminem is kinda back bt i'll still have to see the arangment of both albums
eminem the best ... !!!
Old Time’s Sake Lyrics
This is your ****ing captain speaking
We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet
That’s eight million miles in the sky
Please, undo your seatbelt for takeoff
You are now free to smoke about the cabin
I’m Dre from back in the day from
NWA from black and the gray from
Choking a bitch to smacking her face from
Stacking up bodies to
Racking their kegs up
Racking a bitch to
Stacking them crates up
I’m still hungry
And I’m back with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and tame at me
Shady for us competition
Faggot, There ain’t none
Speak of the devil
It’s attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron
Soon as the blade spun run, they run away from
Who wanna play dungeon?
No one is safe from
In search of a brain surgeon
A great one
Wait, the day ain’t funny man
It’s urgent
I need one
Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun
And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1
So one more time for old time’s sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
And let’s go
We’re now smoking with the best (the best)
I said one more time for old time’s sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
And let’s go
We’re now smoking with the best (the best)
Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless
A nice environment
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants
taking lives of firemen
Say goodbye, here I am again
Naked wives and vicadin
Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could spin
Fin, fin
**** the handle I fly off the hinge
Let that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him
There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes again
Baby, make us some French toast and show us some skin
I show you every inch grows of my foreskin
Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten
Now you know it’s a sin to tease, blow us again
The sorcerer of intercourse - if it’s forced, it’s him
Don’t fight the feeling if you’re feeling the force within
And when you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain
So one more time for old time’s sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
And let’s go
We’re now smoking with the best (the best)
I said one more time for old time’s sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
And let’s go
We’re now smoking with the best (the best)
Now where’s there’s smoke, there’s fire
Where there’s fire, there’s flames
Where’s there’s flames, there’s chronic
Either you high or you ain’t
I got no time for no games
Nah, uh he ain’t playing
He’s gonna get the AKA and aim it right at your brain
I’m slightly insane
Vodka and kreatine
Hypnotic and red bull
It’s an incredible energy drink
And it’s given me wings
I believe I can fly
While I pee on a girl
You catch me, CSI
It’s as easy as pie
And as simple as cake
Dre, get on the mic and make them dribble and shake
Now put your smoke up in the air
And raise your henny and coke
And if you really wanna get ****ed up, just let me know
We can smoke till there’s no more lighter fluid to do it
Lets get into it
You smoking with the triest and truest
I got the Midas touch
When it comes to rolling **** up
You mother****ers ain’t smoking
You just holding **** up
Now here we go
Let’s get up, get down hold up a blunt
I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number one
Cuz if at first you don’t succeed, won’t hurt to smoke some weed
Now them words are just a little more personal for me
Seeing is how I blew up off of puffing them trees
Well puffing ain’t enough for me
**** yeah, light it up Cheech, come on
Smoke me out, cuz
Give me contact buzz
Get me on track
They love me when I’m on that stuff
But this earth calling Shady, man come on back (what?)
Man we’re losing him; he won’t even respond back (****!)
Now look at all the pretty women in here
(Damn bitches)
Dre, it’s hot
I think we better go check on their temperatures
I give them the thermometer
You get the bandages
Now baby just bend over
This won’t hurt a damn it just…
So one more time for old time’s sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
And let’s go
We’re now smoking with the best (the best)
I said one more time for old time’s sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
And let’s go
We’re now smoking with the best (the best)
The beginning is kinda wrong under Dre. My bad, my bad.
Wow... that was quite comprehensive, thanks.