Old Time's Sake
[Intro - Eminem]Good evening, this is your fucking captain speakingWe will soon be reaching an altitude of 4 million and a half feetThat's 8 million miles in the skyPlease, undo your seat belt for takeoffYou are now free to smoke about the cabin
[Verse 1a - Dr. Dre]I'm Dre from back in the dayFrom N.W.A., from black and the grayFrom choking a bitch to smacking her faceFrom stacking up bodies to racking AKs upFrom racking up hits to stacking them crates upI'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapewormAnd we're what's happening in rap entertainmentMe and Shady, far as competition? Faggot, there ain't none
[Verse 1b - Eminem]Speak of the devil, it's attack of the Rain ManChainsaw in hand, bloodstain on my apronSoon as the blade spun - vrunn! - they run away fromWho wanna play dungeon? No one is safe fromIn search of a brain surgeon, a great oneWait, it ain't funny, man, it's urgent, I need one2 boxes of detergent and a paint gunAnd an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1, so
[Hook - Eminem]One more time for old time's sakeDre drop that beat, and scratch that breakNow just blow a little bit of that smoke my wayAnd let's go (you are now smoking with the best)
[Verse 2 - Eminem]Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon WirelessA nice environment, surprised entirelyHypotized by the sound, I surround the hydrantsTaking lives of firemenSay goodbye, here I am again, naked wives and VicodinBefore I begin to get so high, pussy; boy, I could spin"Vinn-vinn!"; Fuck the handle, I fly off the hingeLet that boy off the bench, coach, and throw it to himThere he goes in his trenchcoat, no clothes againBaby, make us some french toast and show us some skinI'll show you every inch grows on my foreskinShow me nipple, I'mma pinch both and throw up a tenNow you know it's a sin to tease, blow us againThe sorcerer of intercourse; if it's forced, it's himDon't fight the feelin' if you're feelin' the force withinThen when you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain, so
[Hook]
[Verse 3a - Dr. Dre]Now where there's smoke there's fireWhere there's fire there's flamesWhere there's flames there's chronicEither you high or you ain'tI got no time for no games
[Verse 3b - Eminem]Nuh-uh, he ain't playin'He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at your brainI'm slightly insane, vodka and creatineHypnotiq and Red Bull, it's an incredible energy drinkAnd it's giving me wings, I believe I can flyWhile I pee on the girl, you won't catch me, C.S.IIt's as easy as pie, and as simple as cakeDre, get on the mic and make 'em tremble and shake
[Verse 3c - Dr. Dre]Now put your smoke up in the air, raise your Henny and CokeAnd if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me knowWe can smoke 'til there's no more lighter fluid to do itLet's get into it, you're smoking with the triedest and truestI got the Midas touch when it comes to rolling shit upYou motherfuckers ain't smoking, you just holding shit upNow here we go let's get up, get down, hold up a bluntI smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number oneCause if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weedNow them words are just a little more personal for meSeein' as how, I blew up off of puffing them trees
[Verse 3d - Eminem]Well, smoke enough for me! Fuck yeah, light it up CheechC'mon, smoke me out, cuz! Give me contact buzzGet 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 losin' him, he won't even respond back, fuck!"Now look at all the pretty women in here (Damn bitches)Dre, it's hot, I think we better go check on their temperaturesI'll get the thermometer, you get the bandagesNow baby just bend over, this won't hurt a damn bit just