Old Time's Sake, By Eminem - Music Production by Dr. Dre From The New CD Relapse Enjoy, and please subscribe (: lyrics: Good evening, This is your fucking captain speaking. We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet Thats eight million miles in the sky. Please, undo your seatbelt for takeoff. You are now free to smoke about the cabin Im Dre from back in the day from, NWA from black and the gray from, Choking a bitch to smacking her face from, Stacking up bodies to, Racking their kegs up. From racking a bitch to, Stacking them crates up, Im still hungry and Im back with a tapeworm. And we was happening and rapping (unintelligible) me and Shady As for competition, faggot there aint none Speak of the devil Its attack of the Rainman Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron Soon as the blade spun run, they run away from Who wanna play dungeon? No one is safe from. In search of a brain surgeon, a great one. Wait, it aint funny man its urgent, I need one. Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun, and an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1. (Chorus Begin) So one more time for old times sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way And lets go Were now smoking with the best (the best) I said one more time for old times sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way And lets go Were now smoking with the best (the best) Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon ...
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