Dr. Dre

Eminem

Y'all know me

still the same O.G.

but I been low-key

hated on, by most these

n####rs with no cheese

no deals and no Gs

No wheels and no keys

no boats, no snowmobiles

and no skis

mad at me

'cause I can finally afford

to provide my family

with groceries

Got a crib with a studio

and it's all full of tracks

to add to the wall

full of plaques

hangin' up in the office

in back of my house

like trophies

Did y'all think

I'm-a let my dough freeze

hoe, 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 D.O.C.S

the Snoop d-o-double-gs

and the group, that said

mother-f##k the police

Gave you a tape

full of dope beats

to bump, when you stroll

through in your hood

and when your album sales

wasn't doin' too good

who's the doctor

they told you to go see

Y'all better listen up closely

all you n####rs that said

that I turned pop

or the firm flopped

y'all are the reason that Dre

ain't been gettin' no sleep

So, f##k y'all, all of y'all

if y'all don't like me, blow me

y'all are gonna keep

f####n' around with me and

turn me back to the old me

Now-a-days

everybody wanna talk

like they got somethin' to say

but nothin' comes out

when they move their lips

just a bunch-a gibberish

and mother-f####rs act

like they forgot about Dre

Now-a-days

everybody wanna talk

like they got somethin' to say

but nothin' comes out

when they move their lips

just a bunch-a gibberish

and mother-f####rs act

like they forgot about Dre

So, what do you say

to somebody you hate

or anyone try'na bring

trouble your way

wanna resolve things

in a bloodier way

just study a tape of N.W.A.

One day, I was walkin' by

with a walkman on

when I caught a guy

give me an awkward eye

I strangled him

up in the parkin' lot

with his Karl Kani

I don't give a f##k

if it's dark or not

I'm harder than me

try'na park a dodge

when I'm drunk as f##k

right next to

a humongous truck

in a two-car garage

Hoppin' out

with two broken legs

try'na walk it off

f##k you too, b###h

call the cops

I'm-a kill you and them

loud-ass, mother-f####n'

barkin' dogs

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 weren't found out

right here

From here on out

it's the chronic two

startin' today

and tomorrow's anew

and I'm still loco enough

to choke you to death

with a charleston chew

Slim Shady, hotter than

a set of twin babies

in a Mercedes Benz

with the windows up

when the temp' goes up

to the mid-eighties

Callin' men, ladies

sorry, Doc

but I've been crazy

there's no way

that you can save me

it's okay, go with him Hailie

Now-a-days

everybody wanna talk

like they got somethin' to say

but nothin' comes out

when they move their lips

just a bunch-a gibberish

and mother-f####rs act

like they forgot about Dre

Now-a-days

everybody wanna talk

like they got somethin' to say

but nothin' comes out

when they move their lips

just a bunch-a gibberish

and mother-f####rs act

like they forgot about Dre

If it was up to me

you mother-f####rs

would stop comin' up to me

with your hands out

lookin' up to me

like you want somethin' free

when my last CD was out

you wasn't bumpin' me

But now that I got

this little company

everybody wanna come to me

like it was some disease

but you won't

get a crumb from me

'cause I'm from the streets of

I told 'em all

all them little gangsters

who you think

helped mould 'em all

now you wanna run around

talkin' 'bout guns

like 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, sayin' Dre fell off

what, 'cause I been in the lab

with a pen and a pad

try'na get this damn label off

I ain't havin' that

This is the

millennium of aftermath

it ain't gonna be

nothin' after that

so, give me

one more platinum plaque

and f##k rap

you can have it back

So, where's all

the mad rappers at

it's like a jungle

in this habitat

But all you savage cats

know that I was

strapped with gats

while you were cuddlin'

a cabbage patch

Now-a-days

everybody wanna talk

like they got somethin' to say

but nothin' comes out

when they move their lips

just a bunch-a gibberish

and mother-f####rs act

like they forgot about Dre

Now-a-days

everybody wanna talk

like they got somethin' to say

but nothin' comes out

when they move their lips

just a bunch-a gibberish

and mother-f####rs act

like they forgot about Dre