yall know me
still the same ol g
but ive been low key
hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
no deals and no gs
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 its 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 yall think ima 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-es ice cubes and docs and snoop do double gs
and the group that said motha f**k tha police
gave you a tape full of dope beats
to bumb when you stroll through in your hood
and when your album sales wadnt doin to good
whos the doc that he told you to go see
yall better listen up closely
all you niggas that said that i turned pop
or the firm flopped
yall are the reason that dre aint been gettin no sleep
so f**k yall
all uh yall
if yall dont like me blow me
yall are gonna keep f**kin around with me
and turn me back into the old me
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 motherf**kers act like they forgot about dre
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 dont give a f**k if its dark or not
im harder than me tryin ta park a dodge
but im drunk as f**k
right next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage
well i know you you are ruining my sleep and my
this is a shame i say stop do that its 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 shell 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 im upstairsand im listenin to my will
smith cd
and i see all thse flames going everywhere you no what im
sayin
hey hold on a minute bitch yo hold on a minute
detroit what detroit what detroit baby
reporter
im jane yamamoto back to the studio
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 its the cronic 2
starting today and tomorrows the new
but im 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 80s
callin men ladies
sorry doc but ive been crazy
theres no way that you can save me
its okay go with him hailie da da
if it was up to me you muthaf**kas 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 werent bumpin me
but now that i got this little company
everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
but you wont get a crumb from me
cuz im from the streets of *compton*
i told em all
all them little gangstas who you think helped mold em all
now you wanna run around talk about guns like i aint 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 ive been in the lab
with a pen and a pad
tryna get this damn label off
i aint havin that
this is the millenium of aftermath
it aint gon be nothing after that
so give me one more platinum plaque and f**k rap
you can have it back
so wheres all the madd rappers at
its like a jungle in its habitat
but all you savage cats knew that i was strapped with gats
when you were cuddled with a cabbage patch
chorus
dr dre
whos next
hittman
comin in something this hit from bronson
echolaborating with dre from compton
huh i cant say you little something
dre
hittman 2000
hittman
hittman at your service
i tounge tell us make you all nervous
yall faking i fall nine with my rhymes all purpose
yall waiting pumpin with dre
yall nervous yall hating
enticipating my arise with califronia survived all this
chance shit on any man rival this
assholes any one who would rival hit
yall better find my niggas
dre
hittman 2000