Old Time's Sake
Eminem Song Lyrics

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 playin'

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)