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Old Time’s Sake (feat. Dr. Dre)

"Old Time’s Sake (feat. Dr. Dre)" Lyrics by Eminem

[Eminem]


Good evening… This is your f****** 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 seatbelt for takeoff


You are now free to smoke about the cabinet


[Dr. Dre]


I’m Dre from back in the day from


NWA from black and the grey from


Chokin’ a b**** to smackin’ her face from


Stackin’ up bodies to rackin’ the K’s up?


From rackin’ up hits to stackin’ the crates up


I’m still hungry and I’m back with a tapeworm


And what was happenin’ in rap entertainment


Me and Shady, far as competition f***** there ain’t none





[Eminem]


Speak of the devil, it’s attack of the Rainman


Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron


Soon as the blade spun, vrum they run away from


Who wanna play dungeon, no one is safe from


In search of a brain surgeon, a great one


Wait it 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 one





[Chorus]


So one more time for old time’s sake


Dre drop that beat and scratch that break


And just blow a little bit of that smoke my way


And let’s go (You’re now smokin’ with the best, best)





I said one more time for old time’s sake


Dre drop that beat and scratch that break


And just send a little bit of that smoke my way


And let’s go (You’re now smokin’ with the best, best)





[Eminem]


Smoke signal in the sky like verizon wireless


A nice environment, suprise entirely


hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrant


Takin’ lives of firemen, say goodbye here I am again


Naked wives and vicodin


Before I begin to get to so high p****boy I could spin


Vin vin f*** the handle, I fly off the hinge


Let the boy off the bench coach, and throw it to him


There he goes in his trenchcoat, no clothes again


Baby make us some french toast and show us some skin


I show you every inch grows in 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 sorceror of intercourse, if it’s forced it’s him


Don’t fight the feelin’ if you’re feeling the force within


When you wake up in the mornin’ next to the porcelain


[Chorus]


So one more time for old time’s sake


Dre drop that beat and scratch that break


And just blow a little bit of that smoke my way


And let’s go (You’re now smokin’ with the best, best)





I said one more time for old time’s sake


Dre drop that beat and scratch that break


And just send a little bit of that smoke my way


And let’s go (You’re now smokin’ with the best, best)





[Dr. Dre]


Now when there’s smoke there’s fire


When there’s fire there’s flames


When there’s flames there’s Chronic


Either you high or you ain’t


I got no time for no games





[Eminem]


Naah uh he ain’t playin’


He’s gon’ get the AK and aim it right at your bra-ain


I’m slightly insa-ane, back on Creatine


Hypnotic and red bull, it’s an incredible energy drink


And It’s givin’ me wings, I believe I can fly


While I pee on a 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 ’em tremble and shake


[Dr. Dre]


Now put your smoke up in the air, raise your Henny and c**e


And if you really wanna get f***** up, just let me know


We can smoke ’til there’s no more lighter fluid to do it


Let’s get in to it, your smokin’ with the triedest and truest


I got the midas touch, when it comes to rollin’ s*** up


You m************s ain’t smokin’ you just holdin’ s*** 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


Seein’ as how, I blew up off from puffin’ them trees





[Eminem]


We’re smokin’ up for me, f*** yeah light it up cheech


Cmon smoke me out cuz, gimme contact buzz


Get me on track, they love me when I’m on that stuff


But this is earth callin’, Shady man cmon back WHAT


Man we’re losin’ him, he won’t even respond back, f***


Now look at all the pretty women in here (d*** b******)


Dre it’s hot, I think he better go check on their temperatures


I’ll get the thermometer, you get the bandages


Now baby just bend over, just more of the d*** b******





[Chorus]


So one more time for old time’s sake


Dre drop that beat and scratch that break


And just blow a little bit of that smoke my way


And let’s go (You’re now smokin’ with the best, best)





I said one more time for old time’s sake


Dre drop that beat and scratch that break


And just send a little bit of that smoke my way


And let’s go (You’re now smokin’ with the best, best)

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