Dr Dre]Ya'll know me still the same OGBut I been low keyHated on by most these niggasWith no cheese, no deals and no G's, no wheels and no keysNo boats, no snowmobiles and no ski'sMad at me causeI can finally afford to provide my family with groceriesGot a crib with a studio and it's all full of tracksTo add to the wall full of plaquesHanging up in the office in back of my house like trophiesBut ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freezeHo PleaseYou better bow down on both kneesWho you think taught you to smoke treesWho you think brought you the o' G'sEazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G'sAnd a group that said muthafuck the policeGave you a tape full of dope beatsTo bump when stroll through in your hoodAnd when your album sales wasn't doing too goodWho's the doc that they told you to go seeYa'll better listen up closelyAll you niggas that said that I turned popOr the Firm floppedya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleepSo fuck ya'll all of ya'llIf ya'll don't like me blow meYa'll are gonna keep fucking around with meAnd turn me back to the old me[chorus x2 - Eminem:]Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to sayBut nothing comes out when they move their lipsJust a bunch of gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre[Eminem]So what do you say to somebody you hateOr anybody tryna bring trouble your wayWanna resolve things in a bloodier wayJust study your tape of NWA.One day I was walking byWith a Walkman onWhen I caught a guy giving me an awkward eyeAnd strangled him off in the parking lot with his Karl KaniI don't give a fuck if it's dark or notI'm harder than me tryna park a DodgeBut I'm drunk as fuckRight next to a humongous truck in a two car garageHopping out with two broken legs tryna walk it offFuck you too bitch call the copsI'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfucking barking dogsAnd when the cops came throughMe and Dre stood next to a burnt down houseWith a can full of gas and a hand full of matchesAnd still weren't found outFrom here on out it's the Chronic 2Starting today and tomorrow's the newAnd I'm still loco enoughTo choke you to death with a Charleston chew[Record scratch]Slim shady hotter than a set of twin babiesIn a Mercedes Benz with the windows upAnd the temp goes up to the mid 80'sCalling men ladiesSorry Doc but I been crazyThere is no way that you can save meIt's OK go with him Hailie[chorus x2][Dr Dre]If it was up to meYou motherfuckers would stop coming up to meWith your hands out looking up to meLike you want something freeWhen my last CD was out you wasn't bumping meBut now that I got this little companyEverybody wanna come to me like it was some diseaseBut you won't get a crumb from meCause I'm from the streets of ComptonI told em allAll them little gangstasWho you think helped mold 'em allNow you wanna run around and talk about gunsLike I ain't got noneWhat you think I sold 'em allCause I stay well offNow all I get is hate mail all day sayin' Dre fell offWhat, cause I been in the lab with a pen and a padTryna get this damn label offI ain't having thatThis is the millennium of AftermathIt ain't gonna be nothing after thatSo give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rapYou can have it backSo where's all the mad rappers atIt's like a jungle in this habitatBut all you savage catsKnew that I was strapped with gatsWhen you were cuddling a cabbage patch[Chorus x3