Текст песни Old Time's Sake - Album Version (Edited) - Dr. Dre , Eminem
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)
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