Текст песни Eminem - Forget About Dre (feat. Dr Dre)   
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                                                                    Y'all know me, still the same O.G., but I been low key 
Hated on by most these niggaz wit no cheese, no deals and no G's 
No wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles, and no ski's 
Mad at me cause I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries 
Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks to add to the wall full of plaques 
Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies 
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?Hoe please 
You better bow down on both knees 
Who you think taught you to smoke trees? 
Who you think brought you the oldies? 
Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C's 
The Snoop D-O-double-G's and the group that said mother-Fuck Tha Police 
Gave you a tape full of dope beats to bump when you stroll through in your hood 
And when your album sales wasn't doin too good who's the Doctor they told you to go see? 
Y'all better listen up closely 
All you niggaz that said that I turned pop, or The Firm flopped  
Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin no sleep 
So FUCK Y'ALL, all of y'all; if y'all don't like me, BLOW ME! 
Y'all are gonna keep fuckin around wit me and turn me back to the old me 
 
(Eminem) 
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say 
But nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish 
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre 
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say 
But nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish 
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre 
 
(Eminem) 
So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?) 
Or anyone tryin to bring trouble your way? 
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (YUP) 
Then just study a tape of N.W.A.! 
One day I was walkin by, wit a Walkman on, when I caught a guy give me an awkward eye (What you 
lookin at?) 
And strangled him off in the parkin lot, wit his Karl Kani 
 
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not 
I'm harder than me tryin to park a Dodge when I'm drunk as fuck 
Right next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage (CRUNCH) 
Hoppin out wit two broken legs, tryin to walk it off 
Fuck you too bitch, call the cops! 
I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin barkin dogs 
And when the cops came through me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house 
Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches 
And still weren't found out (RIGHT HERE) 
From here on out it's the Chronic 2 
Startin today and tomorrow's the new 
And I'm still loco enough 
To choke you to death wit a Charleston Chew 
Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babiesin a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up when the temp 
goes up to the mid 80's 
Callin men ladies; sorry Doc but I been crazy 
There's no way that you can save me 
It's okay, go with him Hailey (Da-da?) 
 
(Eminem) 
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say 
But nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish 
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre 
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say 
But nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish 
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre 
 
(Dr. Dre) 
If it was up to me, you muh'fuckers would stop comin up to mewit your hands out lookin up to me 
Like you want somethin free 
When my last CD was out, you wasn't bumpin me 
But now that I got this little company 
Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease 
But you won't get a crumb from me 
Cause I'm from the streets of (Compton, Compton) 
I told em all - all them little gangstas  
Who you think helped mold 'em all? 
Now you wanna run around talkin bout guns like I ain't got none 
What you think I sold 'em all? 
Cause I stay well off 
Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off 
What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad tryin to get this damn label off? 
 
 
I ain't havin that; this is the millenium of Aftermath 
It ain't gon' be nothin after that 
So give me one more platinum plaqueand fuck rap!You can have it back 
So where's all the Madd Rappers at? 
It's like a jungle in this habitat 
But all you savage cats, know that I was strapped wit gats when you were cuddlin a Cabbage Patch 
 
(Eminem) 
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say 
But nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish 
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre 
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say 
But nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish 
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre 
 
(Eminem) 
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin to say 
But nothin comes out when they move their lips; just a bunch of gibberish 
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre