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Forgot about Dre

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Artist: dr. dre f/ eminem[dr. dre]
\r\nY’all know me, still the same o.g., but I been low key
\r\nHated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no g’s
\r\nNo wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles, and no ski’s
\r\nMad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries
\r\nGot a crib wit a studio and it’s all full of tracks
\r\nTo add to the wall full of plaques
\r\nHangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies
\r\nDid y’all think i’ma let my dough freeze? hoe please
\r\nYou better bow down on both knees
\r\nWho you think taught you to smoke trees?
\r\nWho you think brought you the oldies?
\r\nEazy-e’s, ice cube’s, and d.o.c’s
\r\nThe snoop d-o-double-g’s
\r\nAnd the group that said mother-fuck tha police
\r\nGave you a tape full of dope beats
\r\nTo bump when you stroll through in your hood
\r\nAnd when your album sales wasn’t doin too good
\r\nWho’s the doctor they told you to go see?
\r\nY’all better listen up closely
\r\nAll you niggaz that said that I turned pop, or the firm flopped
\r\nY’all are the reason that dre ain’t been gettin no sleep
\r\nSo fuck y’all, all of y’all; if y’all don’t like me, blow me!
\r\nY’all are gonna keep fuckin around wit me
\r\nAnd turn me back to the old me
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\r\nChorus: eminem (repeat 2x)
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\r\nNowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say
\r\nBut nothin comes out when they move their lips;
\r\nJust a bunch of gibberish
\r\nAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about dre
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\r\n[eminem]
\r\nSo what do you say to somebody you hate (what? )
\r\nOr anyone tryin to bring trouble your way?
\r\nWanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (yup)
\r\nThen just study a tape of n.w.a.!
\r\nOne day I was walkin by, wit a walkman on, when I caught a guy
\r\nGive me an awkward eye (what you lookin at? )
\r\nAnd strangled him off in the parkin lot, wit his karl kani
\r\nI don’t give a fuck if it’s dark or not
\r\nI’m harder than me tryin to park a dodge
\r\nWhen I’m drunk as fuck
\r\nRight next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage {*crunch*}
\r\nHoppin out wit two broken legs, tryin to walk it off
\r\nFuck you too bitch, call the cops!
\r\nI’ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin barkin dogs
\r\nAnd when the cops came through
\r\nMe and dre stood next to a burnt down house
\r\nWit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
\r\nAnd still weren’t found out (right here)
\r\nFrom here on out it’s the chronic 2
\r\nStartin today and tomorrow’s the new
\r\nAnd I’m still loco enough
\r\nTo choke you to death wit a charleston chew
\r\n{*eminem’s vocal turntable*}
\r\nSlim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies
\r\nIn a mercedes benz wit the windows up
\r\nWhen the temp goes up to the mid 80’s
\r\nCallin men ladies; sorry doc but I been crazy
\r\nThere’s no way that you can save me
\r\nIt’s okay, go with him hailey (da-da? )
\r\n
\r\nChorus
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\r\n[dr. dre]
\r\nIf it was up to me, you muh’fuckers would stop comin up to me
\r\nWit your hands out lookin up to me, like you want somethin free
\r\nWhen my last cd was out, you wasn’t bumpin me
\r\nBut now that I got this little company
\r\nEverybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
\r\nBut you won’t get a crumb from me
\r\nCause I’m from the streets of (compton, compton)
\r\nI told em all - all them little gangstas
\r\nWho you think helped mold ’em all?
\r\nNow you wanna run around talkin bout guns like I ain’t got none
\r\nWhat you think I sold ’em all?
\r\nCause I stay well off
\r\nNow all I get is hate mail all day sayin dre fell off
\r\nWhat cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad
\r\nTryin to get this damn label off?
\r\nI ain’t havin that; this is the millenium of aftermath
\r\nIt ain’t gon’ be nothin after that
\r\nSo give me one more platinum plaque
\r\nAnd fuck rap! you can have it back
\r\nSo where’s all the madd rappers at?
\r\nIt’s like a jungle in this habitat
\r\nBut all you savage cats, know that I was strapped wit gats
\r\nWhen you were cuddlin a cabbage patch
\r\n
\r\nChorus
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\r\nChorus 1/2 (after music ends)
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