Old Time's Sake
Dr. Dre Lyrics


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Good evening!
This is your fucking captain speaking
We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet
That's eight million miles in the sky
Please, undo your seat belt for takeoff
You are now free to smoke about the cabin

I'm Dre from back in the day from
NWA from black and the gray from
Choking a bitch to smacking her face from
Stacking up bodies to
Racking their kegs up from
Racking a bitch to
Stacking them crates up
I'm still hungry
And I'm back with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and tame at me
Shady for us competition
Faggot, there ain't none

Speak of the devil
It's attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron
Soon as the blade spun run, they run away from
Who wanna play dungeon?
No one is safe from
In search of a brain surgeon
A great one
Wait, the day ain't funny man
It's urgent
I need one
Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun
And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1

So one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
I said one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)

Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless
A nice environment
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants
Taking lives of firemen
Say goodbye, here I am again
Naked wives and Vicadin
Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could spin
Fin, fin
Fuck the handle I fly off the hinge
Let that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him
There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes again
Baby, make us some French toast and show us some skin
I show you every inch grows of my foreskin
Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten
Now you know it's a sin to tease, blow us again
The sorcerer of intercourse, if it's forced, it's him
Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the force within
And when you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain

So one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
I said one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)

Now where there's smoke, there's fire
Where there's fire, there's flames
Where there's flames, there's chronic
Either you high or you ain't
I got no time for no games

Nah uh, he ain't playin'
He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at your brain
I'm slightly insane
Vodka and kreatine
Hypnotic and red bull
It's an incredible energy drink
And it's given me wings
I believe I can fly
While I pee on a girl
You won't catch me, CSI
It's as easy as pie
And as simple as cake
Dre, get on the mic and make them tremble and shake

Now put your smoke up in the air
And raise your henny and coke
And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me know
We can smoke till there's no more lighter fluid to do it
Lets get into it
You smoking with the triest and truest
I got the Midas touch
When it comes to rolling shit up
You motherfuckas ain't smoking
You just holding shit up
Now here we go
Let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt
I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number one
Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed
Now them words are just a little more personal for me
Seeing is how I blew up off of puffing them trees

Well puffing ain't enough for me
Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, come on
Smoke me out, cuz
Give me contact buzz
Get me on track
They love me when I'm on that stuff
But 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 hot
I think we better go check on their temperatures
I give them the thermometer
You get the bandages
Now baby just bend over
This won't hurt a damn bit,

And give me one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
I said one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way




And let's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)

Overall Meaning

The song "Old Time's Sake" by Dr. Dre and Eminem is a celebration of their past collaboration and a statement of their continued relevance and dominance in the rap scene. The first lines of the song are spoken by Dr. Dre as a mock announcement by a pilot, setting the stage for the high-flying, drug-laced lyrics to come. Eminem's verse is filled with violent and sexual imagery, as he boasts about his skill and fame and taunts his rivals. The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "one more time for old time's sake," emphasizing the nostalgia and respect these rappers have for their shared history.


The verses of the song are filled with intricate wordplay and references to both pop culture and their personal journeys. Dr. Dre references his days with the group NWA and the violence and rebellion associated with that era. Eminem's verse is more focused on his personal struggles with addiction and fame, as well as his often outrageous and confrontational style. The chorus of the song serves as a bridge between these two perspectives, highlighting the shared experiences of these two rap icons and their dedication to pushing the boundaries of the genre.


Overall, "Old Time's Sake" is a powerful statement of the continued relevance and impact of Dr. Dre and Eminem in the rap world. It combines bravado, humor, and introspection into an unforgettable rap anthem that will continue to be celebrated for years to come.


Line by Line Meaning

Good evening!
Greetings, I welcome you.


This is your fucking captain speaking
I'm in charge here, pay attention to what I'm about to say.


We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet
We're going really high up, folks. Strap in.


That's eight million miles in the sky
We're going so high that it's like we're traveling eight million miles up.


Please, undo your seat belt for takeoff
You're free to move around now, but hold on tight.


You are now free to smoke about the cabin
Feel free to light up, but be careful.


I'm Dre from back in the day from NWA from black and the gray from
I'm Dre from the old days, from the group NWA, when things were rough.


Choking a bitch to smacking her face from Stacking up bodies to Racking their kegs up from Racking a bitch to Stacking them crates up
I used to do terrible things, from violence against women to murder to stealing.


I'm still hungry And I'm back with a tapeworm
I'm still wanting more, and ready to go to extremes to get what I want.


And we was happening and rapping and tame at me Shady for us competition Faggot, there ain't none
I was killing it in the rap game with my buddy Shady, and no one could touch us.


Speak of the devil It's attack of the rain man Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron
Now we're dealing with a disturbed psychopath, armed and dangerous.


Soon as the blade spun run, they run away from Who wanna play dungeon?
People are terrified, and who would want to mess with me?


No one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon A great one Wait, the day ain't funny man It's urgent I need one Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1
I need help, and it's not a joke. I need a serious brain surgeon, some cleaning supplies, and a weapon to protect myself.


So one more time for old time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Let's do this like we used to, for nostalgia's sake.


Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go You are now smoking with the best (the best)
Pass me that joint, and let's get this party started. You're lighting up with some of the best in the game.


I said one more time for old time's sake Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
Again, let's do this like in the old days. And pass that marijuana over.


Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless A nice environment Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants
It's like we're sending a signal to the world that we're getting high, and it feels really good.


Taking lives of firemen Say goodbye, here I am again Naked wives and Vicadin
But I'm not just getting high, I'm also living dangerously and causing others harm.


Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could spin Fin, fin
But my buzz is getting stronger, and it's making me feel invincible.


Fuck the handle I fly off the hinge Let that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes again Baby, make us some French toast and show us some skin
I'm off the rails now, and I'm not playing by anyone's rules. Let's get this party even crazier, and let's objectify women while we're at it.


I show you every inch grows of my foreskin Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten
I'm getting raunchier and more vulgar by the second.


Now you know it's a sin to tease, blow us again The sorcerer of intercourse, if it's forced, it's him
Don't stop now, we're just getting started. I take control when it comes to sex.


Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the force within And when you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain
If you feel like you want to have sex with me, don't hold back. And when you wake up tomorrow morning hungover and vomiting, don't say I didn't warn you.


Now where there's smoke, there's fire Where there's fire, there's flames Where there's flames, there's chronic Either you high or you ain't
Where there's marijuana, there's a flame to light it, and where there's marijuana and a flame, there's a high waiting for you.


I got no time for no games Nah uh, he ain't playin' He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at your brain
I don't have time for messing around. I'm serious, and if you don't believe me, I'll use violence to prove my point.


I'm slightly insane Vodka and kreatine Hypnotic and red bull It's an incredible energy drink And it's given me wings
I've lost my mind a little bit, and I'm using alcohol and energy drinks to fuel my wild behavior.


I believe I can fly While I pee on a girl You won't catch me, CSI It's as easy as pie And as simple as cake Dre, get on the mic and make them tremble and shake
I feel so powerful and invigorated that I could even pee on someone and get away with it. Nothing can stop me now, not even the law. And Dre, let's keep this party going and make people go wild with our music.


Now put your smoke up in the air And raise your henny and coke And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me know
Let's get really messed up now, and if you want in, just give me a signal.


We can smoke till there's no more lighter fluid to do it Lets get into it You smoking with the triest and truest I got the Midas touch When it comes to rolling shit up You motherfuckas ain't smoking You just holding shit up
We're going to smoke so much that we'll run out of lighter fluid. And don't worry, I'm an expert at rolling joints. And the rest of you amateurs are just getting in our way.


Now here we go Let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number one Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed Now them words are just a little more personal for me Seeing is how I blew up off of puffing them trees Well puffing ain't enough for me Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, come on
Let's smoke some more and get this party really started. My music is so good because I'm high when I make it, and that's just who I am. Smoking is part of my identity, and I'll never stop. So come on, let's keep puffing away.


Smoke me out, cuz Give me contact buzz Get me on track They love me when I'm on that stuff But this earth calling Shady, man come on back (what?) Man we're losing him; he won't even respond back (fuck! )
Keep smoking with me and I'll get so high that I'll lose touch with reality. But I know I have to come back down to earth eventually. Wait, am I okay? I think I might be in trouble.


Now look at all the pretty women in here (Damn bitches) Dre, it's hot I think we better go check on their temperatures I give them the thermometer You get the bandages Now baby just bend over This won't hurt a damn bit,
But before I bring it back down, let's check out all the women in here. They're so sexy. Hey Dre, let's make sure they're okay, and I have an idea for how we can do that. We'll call it a medical exam.


And give me one more time for old time's sake
Before we stop, let's do this one more time, for old time's sake.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MARK BATSON, ERIC COOMES, TREVOR LAWRENCE JR., MARSHALL MATHERS, DAWAUN PARKER, ANDRE YOUNG

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Ermis


on Fuck You

best dr.dre song and that phone call in the beginning funny ash

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