(Dre)
Y'all know me
Still the same ol' G
But I've been low key
Hated on by most these {niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No boats, no snowmobiles and no skis
Mad at me cuz I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and it's all full of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hangin up in the office in the back of my house like trophies
But y'all think I'ma let my dog freeze
Ho please
You better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to smoke trees?
Who you think brought you the oldies?
Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's and DOC's and Snoop DO Double G's
And the group that said "Motha Fuck" tha police
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bumb when you stroll through in your hood
And when your album sales wadn't doin to good
Who's the doc that he told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas that said that I turned pop
Or the firm flopped
Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin no sleep
So fuck y'all
All uh y'all
If y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fuckin' around with me
And turn me back into the old me
(Eminem - CHORUS) 2x
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre (x2)
(Eminem)
So what do you say to somebody you hate?
Or anyone tryin' to bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way?
Just study your tape of NWA
One day I was walking by with a walkman on
When I caught a guy giving me an awkward eye
'Til I strangled him off in the parking lot with his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryin ta park a Dodge
But I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage
(*music stops* - Old Woman)
Well, I know you! You are ruining my sleep and my ??
this is a shame I say stop do that, it's embarrasing You
are messing up my
Reporter:
We are just in front of the house where a fire broke out and as
you can see here (My god, my god!) (She'll be allright)
And this gentleman you seems to have upseeded all happen
Can you tell me your name sir?
Eminem:
Yeah, all I now is I'm upstairs,and i'm listenin to my Will Smith CD
And I see all thse flames going everywhere You no what I'm sayin
Hey, hold on a minute {bitch! Yo hold on a minute
Detroit what! Detroit what! Detroit baby!
Reporter:
???, I'm Jane Yamamoto, back to the studio
(*music starts*)
(Eminem)
And when the cops came through me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still no one found out, "right here"
So from here on out it's the Cronic 2
Starting today, and tomorrows the new
But I'm still loco and nuts to choke you to {death with a Charleston chew
*chikichikichiki*
Slim Shady
Hotter than a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
And the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Callin' men ladies
Sorry Doc, but I've been crazy
There's no way that you can save me
It's okay, go with him Hailie, "da da?"
(Chorus)
(Dre)
If it was up to me, you muthafuckas would stop comin' up to me
With you hands out lookin up to me like you want somethin' free
When my last CD was out you weren't bumpin me
But now that I got this little company
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
But you won't get a crumb from me
Cuz I'm from the streets of *Compton*
I told 'em all
All them little gangsta's, who you think helped mold 'em all?
Now you wanna run around, talk about {guns like I ain't got none
What, you think I sold 'em all?
Cuz I stay well off
Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off
What, cuz I've been in the la
With a pen and a pad
Tryna get this damn label off
I ain't havin that
This is the millenium of aftermath
It ain't gon' be nothing after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and {fuck rap
You can have it back
So where's all the Madd Rapper's at?
It's like a jungle in it's habitat
But all you savage cats knew that I was {strapped with {gats
When you were cuddled with a cabbage patch
Chorus (x1)
Dr Dre:
Who's next?
Hittman:
Comin in something this hit from Bronson
Echolaborating with Dre from Compton
Huh, I can't say you little something
Dre:
Hittman 2000
Hittman:
Hittman at your service
I ??? tounge tell us, make you all nervous
Y'all faking, I fall nine with my rhymes all purpose
Y'all waiting, pumpin with Dre
Y'all nervous, y'all hating
Enticipating, my arise with Califronia survived all this
Chance {shit on any man rival this
{Assholes any one who would rival hit
Y'all better find my {niggas
Dre:
Hittman 2000