OLD TIME'S SAKE lyrics by Eminem

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(Featuring Dr. Dre)





This is your ****ing captain speaking


We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet


That's eight million miles in the sky


Please, undo your seatbelt for takeoff


You are now free to smoke about the cabin





I'm 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


Racking a bitch to


Stacking them crates up


I'm still hungry


And I'm back with a tapeworm



And we was happening and rapping and tame at me


Shady for us competition


Faggot, There ain't none





Speak of the devil


It's attack of the rain man


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, the day ain't funny man


It's urgent


I need one


Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun


And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1








So one more time for old time's sake


Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake


Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way


And let's go


We're now smoking with the best (the best)


I said one more time for old time's sake


Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake



Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way


And let's go


We're now smoking with the best (the best)








Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless


A nice environment


Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants



taking lives of firemen


Say goodbye, here I am again


Naked wives and vicadin


Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could spin


Fin, fin


**** the handle I fly off the hinge


Let that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him


There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes again


Baby, make us some French toast and show us some skin



I show you every inch grows of my foreskin


Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten


Now you know it's a sin to tease, blow us again


The sorcerer of intercourse - if it's forced, it's him


Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the force within


And when you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain









So one more time for old time's sake


Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake


Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way


And let's go


We're now smoking with the best (the best)


I said one more time for old time's sake


Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake


Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way


And let's go



We're now smoking with the best (the best)








Now where's there's smoke, there's fire


Where there's fire, there's flames


Where's there's flames, there's chronic


Either you high or you ain't


I got no time for no games



Nah, uh he ain't playing


He's gonna get the AKA and aim it right at your brain


I'm slightly insane


Vodka and kreatine


Hypnotic and red bull


It's an incredible energy drink


And it's given me wings


I believe I can fly


While I pee on a girl



You catch me, CSI


It's as easy as pie


And as simple as cake


Dre, get on the mic and make them dribble and shake





Now put your smoke up in the air


And raise your henny and coke


And if you really wanna get ****ed up, just let me know



We can smoke till there's no more lighter fluid to do it


Lets get into it


You smoking with the triest and truest


I got the Midas touch


When it comes to rolling shit up


You mother****ers ain't smoking


You just holding shit up


Now here we go


Let's get up, get down hold up a blunt



I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number one


Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed


Now them words are just a little more personal for me


Seeing is how I blew up off of puffing them trees


Well puffing ain't enough for me


**** yeah, light it up Cheech, come on


Smoke me out, cuz


Give me contact buzz



Get me on track


They love me when I'm on that stuff


But this earth calling Shady, man come on back (what?)


Man we're losing him; he won't even respond back (****!)


Now look at all the pretty women in here


(Damn bitches)


Dre, it's hot


I think we better go check on their temperatures


I give them the thermometer



You get the bandages


Now baby just bend over


This won't hurt a damn it just…





So one more time for old time's sake


Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake


Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way


And let's go



We're now smoking with the best (the best)


I said one more time for old time's sake


Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake


Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way


And let's go


We're now smoking with the best (the best)