Forgot About Dre

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]Y'all know me, still the same OG, but I been low-keyHated on by most these niggas with no cheeseNo deals and no G's, no wheels and no keysNo boats, no snowmobiles, and no skisMad at me ‘cause I can finally affordTo provide my family with groceriesGot a crib with a studio and it's all full of tracksTo add to the wall full of plaquesHanging up in the office in back of my house like trophiesDid y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze? Ho please!You better bow down on both kneesWho you think taught you to smoke trees?Who you think brought you the oldiesEazy E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's, the Snoop D-O-double-G'sAnd the group that said "Fuck tha Police!"Gave you a tape full of dope beatsTo bump when you stroll through in your hoodAnd when your album sales wasn't doing too goodWho's the Doctor they told you to go see?Y'all better listen up closelyAll you niggas that said that I turned pop or The Firm floppedY'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleepSo fuck y'all, all of y'all! If y'all don't like me, blow me!Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with meAnd turn me back to the old me

[Hook: Eminem]Nowadays, everybody wanna talkLike they got somethin' to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about DreNowadays, everybody wanna talkLike they got somethin' to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

[Verse 2: Eminem]So what do you say to somebody you hateOr anyone tryin' to bring trouble your way?Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way?Just study a tape of N.W.AOne day I was walking byWith a Walkman on, when I caught a guyGive me an awkward eyeAnd I strangled him up in the parking lot with his Karl KaniI don't give a fuck if it's dark or notI'm harder than me tryin' to park a DodgeWhen I'm drunk as fuckRight next to a humongous truck in a two-car garageHoppin' out with two broken legs, trying to walk it offFuck you too, bitch! Call the cops!I'ma kill you and them loud-ass motherfuckin' barking dogsAnd when the cops came throughMe and Dre stood next to a burnt down houseWith a can full of gas and a hand full of matchesAnd still weren't found out (Right here!)From here on out, it's the Chronic IIStarting today and tomorrow's anewAnd I'm still loco enoughTo choke you to death with a Charleston ChewSlim Shady, hotter than a set of twin babiesIn a Mercedes Benz with the windows upWhen the temp goes up to the mid-80sCallin' men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazyThere's no way that you can save meIt's okay, go with him, Hailie! (Dada?)

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre]If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop coming up to me, with your hands out, looking up to meLike you want somethin' freeWhen my last CD was out, you wasn't bumpin' meBut now that I got this little companyEverybody wanna come to me like it was some diseaseBut you won't get a crumb from me‘Cause I'm from the streets of ComptonI told 'em all, all them little gangstasWho you think helped mold 'em all?Now you wanna run around talkin' bout gunsLike I ain't got none; what, you think I sold 'em all‘Cause I stay well off?Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre fell offWhat, ‘cause I been in the lab with a pen and a padTryin' to get this damn label off?I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium of AftermathIt ain't gonna be nothin' after thatSo give me one more platinum plaqueAnd fuck rap, you can have it backSo where's all the Mad Rappers at?It's like a jungle in this habitatBut all you savage cats know that I was strapped with gatsWhile you were cuddling a Cabbage Patch

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