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    Old Time's Sake
    (专辑: Relapse - 2009)
    
    Good evening! This is your fucking 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 from 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  You are 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  Fuck 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 You are now smoking with the 
best (the best)   Now where there's smoke, there's fire Where there's fire, there's flames  Where 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 
AK 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 won't 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 fucked 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 motherfuckas 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  Fuck 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 (fuck!)  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 bit,   And give me 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  You are 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  You are now smoking with the 
best (the best)  
 
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