Текст песни Eminem - Old Time's Sake, слова песни Eminem

Текст песни Eminem - Old Time's Sake

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Текст песни Eminem - Old Time's Sake

This is your fucking captain speakingWe will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feetThat’s eight million miles in the skyPlease, undo your seatbelt for takeoffYou are now free to smoke about the cabinI’m Dre from back in the day fromNWA from black and the gray from( )Choking a bitch to smacking her face fromStacking up bodies toRacking their kegs upRacking a bitch toStacking them crates upI’m still hungryAnd I’m back with a tapewormAnd we was happening and rapping and tame at meShady for us competitionFaggot, There ain’t noneSpeak of the devilIt’s attack of the rain manChainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apronSoon as the blade spun run, they run away fromWho wanna play dungeon?No one is safe fromIn search of a brain surgeonA great oneWait, the day ain’t funny manIt’s urgentI need oneTwo boxes of detergent and a paint gunAnd an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1So one more time for old time’s sakeDre, drop that beat and scratch that brakeNow just blow a little bit of that smoke my wayAnd let’s goWe’re now smoking with the best (the best)I said one more time for old time’s sakeDre, drop that beat and scratch that brakeNow just send a little bit of that smoke my wayAnd let’s goWe’re now smoking with the best (the best)Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wirelessA nice environmentSurprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrantstaking lives of firemenSay goodbye, here I am againNaked wives and vicadinBefore I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could spinFin, finFuck the handle I fly off the hingeLet that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to himThere he goes in his trench coat, no clothes againBaby, make us some French toast and show us some skinI show you every inch grows of my foreskinShow me nipple I pinch, throw up, and throw up a tenNow you know it’s a sin to tease, blow us againThe sorcerer of intercourse - if it’s forced, it’s himDon’t fight the feeling if you’re feeling the force withinAnd when you wake up in the morning next to the porcelainSo one more time for old time’s sakeDre, drop that beat and scratch that brakeNow just blow a little bit of that smoke my wayAnd let’s goWe’re now smoking with the best (the best)I said one more time for old time’s sakeDre, drop that beat and scratch that brakeNow just send a little bit of that smoke my wayAnd let’s goWe’re now smoking with the best (the best)Now where’s there’s smoke, there’s fireWhere there’s fire, there’s flamesWhere’s there’s flames, there’s chronicEither you high or you ain’tI got no time for no gamesNah, uh he ain’t playingHe’s gonna get the AKA and aim it right at your brainI’m slightly insaneVodka and kreatineHypnotic and red bullIt’s an incredible energy drinkAnd it’s given me wingsI believe I can flyWhile I pee on a girlYou catch me, CSIIt’s as easy as pieAnd as simple as cakeDre, get on the mic and make them dribble and shakeNow put your smoke up in the airAnd raise your henny and cokeAnd if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me knowWe can smoke till there’s no more lighter fluid to do itLets get into itYou smoking with the triest and truestI got the Midas touchWhen it comes to rolling shit upYou motherfuckers ain’t smokingYou just holding shit upNow here we goLet’s get up, get down hold up a bluntI smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number oneCuz if at first you don’t succeed, won’t hurt to smoke some weedNow them words are just a little more personal for meSeeing is how I blew up off of puffing them treesWell puffing ain’t enough for meFuck yeah, light it up Cheech, come onSmoke me out, cuzGive me contact buzzGet me on trackThey love me when I’m on that stuffBut 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 hotI think we better go check on their temperaturesI give them the thermometerYou get the bandagesNow baby just bend overThis won’t hurt a damn it just…So one more time for old time’s sakeDre, drop that beat and scratch that brakeNow just blow a little bit of that smoke my wayAnd let’s goWe’re now smoking with the best (the best)I said one more time for old time’s sakeDre, drop that beat and scratch that brakeNow just send a little bit of that smoke my wayAnd let’s goWe’re now smoking with the best (the best)

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