Eminem: Good evening This is your fucking captain speaking We will soon be reaching an altitude of 4 million and a half feet That's 8 million miles in the sky Please... undo your seat-belt for takeoff... *Pssfft* You are now free to smoke about the cabin, cabin Dre: I'm Dre from, Back in the day, from N.W.A., from black and the gray, from Choking a bitch, to smacking her face from Stacking up bodies to, packing the Ks up Racking them pits to, stacking them crates up I'm still, hungry and I'm back with a tape worm And we what's happenin' in rap entertainment Me and Shady as far as competition? Faggot, there ain't none Eminem: Speak of the devil, it's attack of the Rain Man Chainsaw in hand, bloodstain on my apron Soon as the blade spun, *vrrunn* they run away from Who want to play dungeon? No one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon, a great one Wait, it ain't funny man, it's urgent I need one! Two boxes of deter-gent and a paint gun And an emerr-gency squirt gun to spray A.1. Chorus: So one more time, for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat, and scratch that break! Now just, blow a little bit of that smoke my way, and let's go! (You are now smoking with the best... best) I said one more time, for old time's sake! Dre, drop that beat, and scratch that break! Now just, send a little bit of that smoke my way, and let's goo! (You are now smoking with the best... best) Eminem: Smoke signal in the sky, like Verizon Wirele... Ss A nice environment, surprised entirely...(Read More) Hypnotized, by the sound, I surround, the hydrants Taking lives, of firemen Say goodbye, here I am again... Naked wives, and viicodin Before I begin, to get so high, pussy boy I could spin Then, then, 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, and no clothes again Baby make us some French Toast, and show us some skin I'll show you every inch, gross of my fooreskin Show me nipple I'll pinch both, 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 feelin' if you're feelin' the force, within And when you wake up in the mornin' next to the porcelain Chorus: So one more time, for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat, and scratch that break! Now just, blow a little bit of that smoke my way, and let's go! (You are now smoking with the best... best) I said one more time, for old time's sake! Dre, drop that beat, and scratch that break! Now just, send a little bit of that smoke my way, and let's goo! (You are now smoking with the best... best) Dre: Now where there's smoke, there's fire Where there's fire, there's flames Where there's flames, there's chronic Either you're high, or you ain't I got no time for no games... Eminem: Nuh-uh, he ain't playin' He's gon' get the A.K. and aim it right at your bra-aiin I'm slightly insa-aane Vodka and Creatine Hypnotic and Redbull, it's an incredible energy driink And it's givin' me wings, I believe I can fly While I pee on a girl, you won't catch me C.S.I. ! It's as easy as pie, and as simple as cake Dre get on the mic and make em tremble and shaake! Dre: Now put your smoke up in the air Raise your Henny and Coke And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me know We can smoke, 'til there's no more lighter fluid to do it Let's get into it, you're smokin' with the triedest and truest I got the Midas Touch, when it comes to rollin' shit up You mothafuckas ain't smokin, you're just holdin' shit up Now here we go, let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt I smoke the kinda stuff that makes the records go Number One Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed Now them words are jus' a little more, personal for me Seein' as how, I blew up off of puffin' them trees... Eminem: Was luck enough for me, fuck ya! Light it up, Cheech! Come on, smoke me up, cuz, give me contact buzz! Get me on track, they love me when I'm on that stuff! "But this is 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 (Dre:) "Damn, bitches!" Dre it's hot, I think we better go check on their teemperatuures I'll get the thermometer, you get the baandaages Now baby just bend over this won't hurt a damn bit, just... Chorus: And give me one more time, for old time's sake! Dre, drop that beat, and scratch that break! Now just, blow a little bit of that smoke my way, and let's go! (You are now smoking with the best... best) I said one more time, for old time's sake! Dre, drop that beat, and scratch that break! Now just, send a little bit of that smoke my way, and let's goo! (You are now smoking with the best... best)
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