[00:00.000] 作词 : Eminem/Melvin Bradford/Andre R. Young
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Eminem/Melvin Bradford/Andre R. Young
[00:11.849]forgot about dre
[00:13.984]Y'all know me still the same OG
[00:16.20]But i been low key
[00:17.44]Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese,no deals and no g's
[00:19.697]No wheels and no keys no boats,no snowmobiles and no ski's
[00:24.776]Mad at me cause i can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
[00:28.329]Got a crib with a studio and it's all full of tracks
[00:30.771]To add to the wall full of plaques
[00:32.602]Hangin'up in the office in back of my house like trophies
[00:35.447]But y'all think i'm gonna let my dough freeze
[00:37.381]Ho please,you better bow down on both knees
[00:39.770]Who you think taught you to smoke trees
[00:41.599]Who you think brought you the oldies
[00:43.477]Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's
[00:46.424]And a group that said mother “**** the police”
[00:49.825]Gave you a tape full of dope beats
[00:51.501]To bump when you stroll through in you hood
[00:53.177]And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good
[00:55.56]Who's the doc that he told you to go see
[00:56.984]Y'all better listen up closely
[00:58.710]All you niggas that said that i turned pop
[01:00.488]Or the firm flop,y'all are the reason dre ain't been getting no sleep
[01:03.282]So **** y'all,all of y'all
[01:05.876]If y'all don't like me,blow me
[01:07.808]Y'all are gonna keep ****in'around with me
[01:09.432]And turn me back to the old me
[01:11.260]Dr.dre
[01:11.463]Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
[01:13.749]But nothin comes out when they move they lips
[01:15.475]Just a buncha gibberish
[01:16.440]And mother****er act like they forgot about dre
[01:18.775]Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
[01:20.914]But nothin comes out when they move they lips
[01:22.892]Just a buncha gibberish
[01:23.858]And mother****er act like they forgot about dre
[01:25.687]So what do you say to somebody you hate
[01:27.565]Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way
[01:29.240]Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way
[01:31.19]Just study a tape of N-W-A.
[01:32.796]One day i was walkin by
[01:34.472]With a walkman on
[01:35.436]When i caught a guy givin'me an awkward eye
[01:37.314]And strangled him off in the parkin'lot with his karl kani
[01:39.499]I don't give a **** if it's dark or not
[01:41.683]I'm harder than me tryna park a dodge
[01:43.458]But i'm drunk as ****
[01:44.576]Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
[01:47.13]Hoppin'out with two broken legs tryna walk it off
[01:48.891]**** you too bitch call the cops
[01:51.25]I'ma kill you and 'em loud ass mother****ing barkin'dogs
[01:54.376]And when the cops came through
[01:55.697]Me and dre stood next to a burnt down house
[01:57.675]With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
[01:59.913]And still one found out right here
[02:01.638]From here on out it's the chronic 2
[02:03.313]Startin'today and tomorrow's the new
[02:05.141]And i'm still loco and shit to choke you to death with a charleston chew
[02:08.396]Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies
[02:11.247]In a mercedes benz with the windows up
[02:12.752]And the temp goes up to the mid 80's Callin men ladies
[02:17.121]Sorry doc but i been crazy
[02:18.903]There is no way that you can save me
[02:20.683]It's ok go with him hailey
[02:21.224]*2
[02:37.326]If it was up to me
[02:38.453]You mother****ers would stop comin'up to me
[02:39.997]With your hands out lookin'up to me
[02:41.349]Like you want somethin'free
[02:42.371]When my last cd was out you weren't bumpin me
[02:44.214]But now that i got this little company
[02:45.798]Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
[02:47.738]But you won't get a crumb from me
[02:49.307]Cause i'm from the streets of
[02:50.712]I told 'em all
[02:51.650]All little niggas
[02:53.595]Who you think helped mold 'em all
[02:55.36]Now you wanna run around and talk about guns
[02:56.731]Like i ain't got none
[02:57.673]What you think i sold 'em all
[02:58.965]Cause i stay well off
[02:59.992]Now all i get is hate mail all day sayin'dre fell off
[03:02.353]What,cause i been in the lab with a pen and a pad tryna get this damn label
[03:05.797]Off
[03:06.206]I ain't havin that
[03:07.125]This is the millenium of aftermath
[03:08.608]It ain't gonna be nothin'after that
[03:10.304]So give me one more platinum plaque and **** rap you can have it back
[03:13.152]So where's all the mad rappers at
[03:14.771]It's like a jungle in this habitat
[03:16.615]But all you savage cats
[03:17.744]Knew that i was strapped with gats
[03:19.141]When you were cuddled with cabbage patch

作词 : Eminem/Melvin Bradford/Andre R. Young
作曲 : Eminem/Melvin Bradford/Andre R. Young
forgot about dre
Y'all know me still the same OG
But i been low key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese,no deals and no g's
No wheels and no keys no boats,no snowmobiles and no ski's
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
But y'all think i'm gonna let my dough 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-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's
And a group that said mother “**** the police”
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in you hood
And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good
Who's the doc that he told you to go see
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas that said that i turned pop
Or the firm flop,y'all are the reason dre ain't been getting no sleep
So **** y'all,all of y'all
If y'all don't like me,blow me
Y'all are gonna keep ****in'around with me
And turn me back to the old me
Dr.dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And mother****er act like they forgot about dre
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin comes out when they move they lips
Just a buncha gibberish
And mother****er act like they forgot about dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate
Or anyone tryna 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 givin'me an awkward eye
And strangled him off in the parkin'lot with his karl kani
I don't give a **** if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a dodge
But i'm drunk as ****
Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
Hoppin'out with two broken legs tryna walk it off
**** you too bitch call the cops
I'ma kill you and 'em loud ass mother****ing 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 one found out right here
From here on out it's the chronic 2
Startin'today and tomorrow's the new
And i'm still loco and shit to choke you to death with a charleston chew
Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies
In a mercedes benz with the windows up
And the temp goes up to the mid 80's Callin men ladies
Sorry doc but i been crazy
There is no way that you can save me
It's ok go with him hailey
*2
If it was up to me
You mother****ers 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 weren'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 little niggas
Who you think helped mold 'em all
Now you wanna run around and talk about 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 tryna get this damn label
Off
I ain't havin that
This is the millenium of aftermath
It ain't gonna be nothin'after that
So give me one more platinum plaque and **** 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
Knew that i was strapped with gats
When you were cuddled with cabbage patch