Forget about Dre
Dr. Dre Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
Mad at me 'cause I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
Got a crib with a studio and it's all full of tracks
To add to the wall full of plaques
Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Ho 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 Cubes, and D.O.C's
The Snoop D-O-double-G's
And the group that said "Motherfuck the 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 doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas that said that I turned pop, or The Firm flopped
Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
So fuck y'all, all of y'all
If y'all don't like me, blow me
Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me
And turn me back to the old me

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing 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 something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled him up in the parking lot with his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hopping out with two broken legs, trying to walk it off
Fuck you too bitch, call the cops
I'ma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't found out (Right here)
So from here on out, it's The Chronic II
Starting today and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
When the temp goes up to the mid-80's
Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me
It's okay, go with him Hailie (Dada?)

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing 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 something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

If it was up to me
You motherfuckers would stop coming up to me
With your hands out looking up to me
Like you want something free
When my last CD was out, you wasn't bumping 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 talking 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 with 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 Mad Rappers at?
It's like a jungle in this habitat
But all you savage cats
Know that I was strapped with gats
While you were cuddling a Cabbage Patch

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing 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 something to say
But nothing 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 something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips




Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

Overall Meaning

The song “Forgot About Dre” is a powerful rap anthem by Dr. Dre featuring Eminem, where Dre's verses are a response to rumors that he has fallen off in the music industry. The chorus is a critique of those who talk but never follow through, as Dre compares them to people who have forgotten about him. He acknowledges his past by mentioning old-school hip-hop legends such as Eazy-E, the D.O.C, and Ice Cube, highlighting the important role they played in his development as an artist. Dre uses strong language and brutal imagery to convey that he won't be taken down and remains a pinnacle in the music industry.


The theme of “Forgot About Dre” deals with the weight of societal expectations and the art of coming back with a bang. The song’s first verse sets up the scene by mentioning how Dre has been low-key and unnoticed despite being an OG. The second verse is Eminem’s response to those who have criticized Dre, reminding them of Dre’s contribution to the hip-hop community and his ability to innovate, and his potent reference to Dre's beats sounding like his bootleggers shows the distortion of Dre's music by illegitimate listeners.


One of the most significant takeaways is the uncompromising attitude of Dre towards his critics; he bluntly challenges them to come up with something better than him. Additionally, the song's use of a catchy beat sample and strong, aggressive delivery from both Dr. Dre and Eminem has helped it become an enduring classic in the rap genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
You all know who I am, I'm still the original gangster.


But I been low-key
But I have been keeping a low profile.


Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
I am disliked by many individuals who have no money.


No deals and no G's
I have no record deals and no money.


No wheels and no keys
I have no cars and no car keys.


No boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
I have no boats, snowmobiles, or skis.


Mad at me 'cause I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries
They are angry at me because I can now afford to buy food for my family.


Got a crib with a studio and it's all full of tracks
I have a house with a recording studio filled with music tracks.


To add to the wall full of plaques
To add to the collection of awards hung on the wall.


Hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
They are hung as if they were trophies in the office at the back of my house.


Did y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze?
Did you all think I would let my money sit idle?


Ho please
Please, disrespectful person.


You better bow down on both knees
You should show respect and submit completely.


Who you think taught you to smoke trees?
Do you even know who taught you to smoke marijuana?


Who you think brought you the oldies?
Who do you think introduced you to the classic songs?


Eazy-E's, Ice Cubes, and D.O.C's
Artists like Eazy-E, Ice Cube, and The D.O.C.


The Snoop D-O-double-G's
The artist Snoop Dogg.


And the group that said 'Motherfuck the police'
And the rap group that expressed disdain towards the police.


Gave you a tape full of dope beats
Provided you with a cassette tape containing great beats.


To bump when you stroll through in your hood
To play loudly when you walk around in your neighborhood.


And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
And when your records were not selling well.


Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Who do you think they recommended you to go see?


Y'all better listen up closely
You all should pay close attention.


All you niggas that said that I turned pop, or The Firm flopped
All of you individuals who claimed that I became mainstream or that The Firm failed.


Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been getting no sleep
You all are the cause of Dr. Dre's sleep deprivation.


So fuck y'all, all of y'all
So, screw all of you.


If y'all don't like me, blow me
If you don't like me, I don't care.


Y'all are gonna keep fucking around with me
You all are going to continue to mess with me.


And turn me back to the old me
And make me revert to my previous self.


Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
These days, everyone wants to act like they have something important to say.


But nothing comes out when they move their lips
But they don't actually say anything meaningful.


Just a bunch of gibberish
It's just a lot of meaningless nonsense.


And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
And these individuals behave as if they have forgotten about Dr. Dre.


So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
So, how do you confront someone you despise (What?)


Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way?
Or someone attempting to cause you problems?


Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Do you want to settle things with violence? (Yes)


Just study a tape of N.W.A
Just analyze a recording by the rap group N.W.A.


One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
One day, I was walking while listening to music on my Walkman.


When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
When I noticed a guy staring at me strangely (What are you looking at?)


I strangled him up in the parking lot with his Karl Kani
I choked him in the parking lot using his Karl Kani clothing.


I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I don't care if it's dark outside or not.


I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
I am tougher than trying to park a Dodge vehicle.


When I'm drunk as fuck
Even when I am heavily intoxicated.


Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Right beside a huge truck in a garage made for two cars.


Hopping out with two broken legs, trying to walk it off
I'm stepping out despite having two broken legs, trying to ignore the pain.


Fuck you too bitch, call the cops
Fuck you as well, you bitch. Go ahead and call the police.


I'ma kill you and them loud-ass motherfucking barking dogs
I will murder you and your loud, obnoxious dogs.


And when the cops came through
And when the police arrived.


Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
Dr. Dre and I were standing next to a house that had been set on fire.


With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
We had a container filled with gasoline and a handful of matches.


And still weren't found out (Right here)
But we were still not discovered (we were right there).


So from here on out, it's The Chronic II
So, from this point forward, it's the sequel to The Chronic.


Starting today and tomorrow's anew
This is the beginning of a fresh start.


And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
And I am still crazy enough to strangle you to death with a Charleston Chew candy bar.


Slim Shady, hotter then a set of twin babies
Slim Shady, more popular than a pair of newborn twins.


In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
Riding in a Mercedes-Benz with the windows closed.


When the temp goes up to the mid-80's
When the temperature rises to the mid-80's degrees Fahrenheit.


Calling men ladies, sorry, Doc, but I been crazy
Referring to men as women, apologies, Dr. Dre, but I have been insane.


There's no way that you can save me
There is no way that you can rescue or help me.


It's okay, go with him Hailie (Dada?)
It's okay, go with him, Hailie (Father?).


If it was up to me
If I had the choice.


You motherfuckers would stop coming up to me
You individuals would cease approaching me.


With your hands out looking up to me
With your hands reaching out, looking for something from me.


Like you want something free
As if you expect something for free.


When my last CD was out, you wasn't bumping me
When my previous album was released, you weren't listening to my music.


But now that I got this little company
But now that I have this small record label.


Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
Everyone wants to approach me as if it were some sort of illness.


But you won't get a crumb from me
But you won't receive anything from me.


'Cause I'm from the streets of Compton (Compton)
Because I am from the dangerous city of Compton, California.


I told 'em all
I told everyone.


All them little gangstas, who you think helped mold 'em all?
All those young gangsters, who do you think influenced and shaped them all?


Now you wanna run around talking bout guns, like I ain't got none
Now you want to go around talking about guns as if I don't possess any.


What you think I sold 'em all?
What do you think? Did I sell all of them?


'Cause I stay well off?
Because I am financially secure?


Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin' Dre fell off
Nowadays, all I receive is hate mail, criticizing that Dr. Dre is no longer successful.


What, 'cause I been in the lab with a pen and a pad
What, because I have been busy in the recording studio with a pen and notepad.


Tryin' to get this damn label off?
Trying to break free from this frustrating record label?


I ain't havin' that
I will not tolerate that.


This is the millennium of Aftermath
This is the era of Aftermath Entertainment.


It ain't gon' be nothin' after that
There won't be anything significant after that.


So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it back
So, give me one more platinum record certification and screw this genre of music, you can take it back.


So where's all the Mad Rappers at?
So, where are all the angry rappers now?


It's like a jungle in this habitat
It is wild and chaotic in this environment.


But all you savage cats
But all you aggressive individuals.


Know that I was strapped with gats
Know that I was armed with guns.


While you were cuddling a Cabbage Patch
While you were affectionately holding a Cabbage Patch doll.


Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
These days, everyone wants to act like they have something important to say.


But nothing comes out when they move their lips
But they don't actually say anything meaningful.


Just a bunch of gibberish
It's just a lot of meaningless nonsense.


And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
And these individuals behave as if they have forgotten about Dr. Dre.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Marshall Mathers, Melvin Bradford

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Comments from YouTube:

@TheGhostOf2020

Everyone’s stuck on how good Em’s lyricism is, but that instrumental/beat is absolutely why you should never forget about Dre.

@MrDD26

2020 💯

@TBROZ

Don't ever forget about Dre

@Ano_ny

@@reubenfletfher and who tf is that

@philly6547

Dre is the Michael Jordan of beats, Eminem actually wrote this song for Dre and snoop. Em was the guy who woke Dre back up and resurrected him, after all the NWA, Death Row shit Dre needed some new fuel. Perfect timing for something new for Dre and perfect timing for Em to make it in the game. They was literally “salt and pepper, Ebony and ivory, key to the safe”! Then history was made

@MostafaElSakari

@@Ano_ny paid bot ignore it

167 More Replies...

@matthewb9241

Early Eminem with his “high pitched” voice is my favorite.

@Kisukes_kane

I like both lol but this song dope AF

@rawchet

this and relapse: refill for me

@mellowyellow8392

That's not eminem that's slim shady

More Comments

More Versions