Eminem:
 Good evening. This is your fucking captain speaking
 We will soon be reaching an altitude of 4 million and a half feet
 That's 8 million miles in the sky
 Please undo your seat belt for take off
 You are now free to smoke about the cabin
 
 Dr. Dre:
 I'm Dre from back in the day from
 N.W.A from black and the grey from
 Chokin' a bitch to smacking her face from
 Stackin' up bodies to racking their kids up from
 Racking up hits to stacking them crates up
 I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm
 And we're what's happening in rap entertainment
 Me and Shady far as competition faggot there ain't none
 
 Em:
 Speak of the devil
 It's the attack of the rain man
 Chainsaw in hand bloodstain on my apron
 Soon as the blades spun vrun they run away from
 Who want to play dungeon no one is safe from
 In search of a brain surgeon the great one
 Wait it ain't funny man, It's urgent I need one
 Two boxes of detergent and a paintgun
 And a emergency squirtgun to spray A1
 
 So one more time for old time's sake
 Dre drop that beat and scratch that break
 Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
 And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, the best)
 
 I said one more time for old time's sake
 Dre drop that beat and scratch that break
 Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
 And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, the best)
 
 Em:
 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 vicodin
 Before I begin to get so high pussy boy I could spin
 Vin vin, Fuck 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 and them clothes again
 Baby make us some french toast and show us some skin
 I'll show you every inch grows on my foreskin
 Show me nipple I pinch both 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
 That when you wake in the morning next to the porcelain
 
 So one more time for old time's sake
 Dre drop that beat and scratch that break
 Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
 And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, the best)
 
 Dre:
 Now where there's smoke there's fire
 Where there's fire there's flames
 Where there's flames there's chronic
 Either you high or you ain't
 I got no time for no games
 
 Em:
 Nah-ah he ain't playing,
 He's gonna get the AK and aim it at your brain
 I'm slightly insane, Vodka and creatine
 Hypnotic and red bull, it's an incredible energy drink
 And it's giving me wings
 I believe I can fly
 While I pee on the girl you won't catch me CSI
 It's as easy as pie, and as simple as cake
 Dre get on the mic and make them tremble and shake
 
 Dre:
 Now put your smoke up in the air
 Raise your Henny and coke
 And if you really want to get fucked up just let me know
 We can smoke 'till there's no more lighter fluid to do it
 Let's get into it, you smoking with the triedest and truest
 I got the Midas touch when it comes to rolling shit up
 You muthafuckers ain't smoking you just holding shit up
 Now here we go, let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt
 I smoke the kind of stuff that makes the records go number one
 
 Cause 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 as how I blew up off puffing them trees
 
 Em:
 Was luck enough for me
 Fuck yeah, light it up cheech
 Come on smoke me up cuz
 Get me contact buzz
 Get me on track, they love me when I'm on that stuff
 But this is Earth calling Shady man come on back (what)
 Man we're losing him, he won't even respond back fuck
 
 Now look at all the pretty women in here (Dre: damn bitches)
 Dre it's hot I think we better go check on their temperatures
 I get the thermometer you get the bandages
 Now baby just bend over this won't hurt a damn bit
 
 So one more time for old time's sake
 Dre drop that beat and scratch that break
 Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
 And let's go (you are now smoking with the best, the best)
 
piątek, 20 stycznia 2012
Eminem Old Time's Sake
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