Eminem - Forgot About Dre Lyrics

Y'all know me, still the same o.g., but I been low key
Hated on by most these *****z 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-"**** 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 *****z that said that I turned pop, or the firm flopped
Why'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin' no sleep
So **** why'all, all of why'all; if why'all don't like me, blow me!
Why'all are gonna keep ****in' around wit me
And turn me back to the old me

[Chorus x2]
Nowadays everybody want to talk like they got somethin' to say
But nothin' comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And ************s act like they forgot about Dre

So what do you say to somebody you hate (what?)
Or anyone tryin' to bring trouble your way?
Want to 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 **** if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryin' to park a dodge
When I'm drunk as ****
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage {*crunch*}
Hoppin out wit two broken legs, tryin' to walk it off
"**** you too *****, call the cops!"
I'ma kill you and them loud *** **********in' 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 two
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 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?)


If it was up to me, you muh'****ers 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 want to 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 want to 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 **** 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


publisher: ©Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Andre Young, Andre Romell Young, Marshall Mathers, Melvin Bradford
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