[Dr. Dre]. 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. Chorus: Eminem (repeat 2X). 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. {*Eminem's vocal turntable*}. Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies. in 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?). Chorus. [Dr. Dre]. If it was up to me you muh'fuckers would stop comin up to me. wit 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 millennium of Aftermath. It ain't gon' be nothin after that. So give me one more platinum plaque and 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