old time sake
Dr Dre/Eminem Lyrics
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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, cabin
N.W.A, from black and the gray, from
Choking a bitch to smacking her face, from
Stacking up bodies to
Racking AKs up, from
Racking up hits to
Stacking them crates up
I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm
And we're what's happening in rap entertainment
Me and Shady, far as competition, faggot, there ain't none (yeah)
Speak of the Devil
It's attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron
Soon as the blade spun, vrrun, they run away from
Who wanna play dungeon?
No one is safe from
In search of a brain surgeon, a great one
Wait, it 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 break
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 break
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 Vicodin
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'll show you every inch grows on my foreskin
Show me nipple, I pinch both, 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 gon' get the AK
And aim it right at your brain
I'm slightly insane, Vodka and creatine
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 'em tremble and shake
Now put your smoke up in the air
Raise your Henny and Coke
And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me know
We can smoke 'til there's no more lighter fluid to do it
Let's get into it
You're smoking with the triedest and truest
I got the Midas touch when it comes to rolling shit up
You motherfuckers 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
'Cause 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 smoke 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 is 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'll get the thermometer, you get the bandages
Now, baby, just bend over, this won't hurt a damn bit, just
And give me one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that break
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 break
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
And let's go
(You are now smoking with the best, the best)
The first few lines of "Old Time's Sake" by Dr. Dre/Eminem set the stage for a wild ride. The captain's announcement is immediately followed by a verse about the days when Dre used to be in NWA, including references to violence against women and murder. However, the next verse quickly switches to Eminem's perspective on things, bringing in the character of the "rain man" who wields a chainsaw and menaces those who would dare to cross him.
As the song progresses, the lyrics become more bizarre and outlandish, referencing everything from "naked wives and Vicodin" to "henny and coke" and "hypnotic and Red Bull." Despite the crude and nonsensical nature of many of the lyrics, the chorus serves to tie everything together, urging the listener to enjoy "one more time for old time's sake" and smoke "with the best."
Overall, the song is a testament to the wild and crazy lifestyle of its creators. The lyrics are an ode to excess and hedonism, with no holds barred.
Line by Line Meaning
Good evening!
Greetings!
This is your fucking captain speaking
I'm the person in charge here
We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet
We will be very high up
That's eight million miles in the sky
We're going far away
Please, undo your seat belt for takeoff
Get ready for launch
You are now free to smoke about the cabin
It's okay to smoke now
I'm Dre from back in the day
I'm Dre from NWA
from black and the gray from
from the old times
Choking a bitch to smacking her face
I used to be violent towards women
Stacking up bodies to Racking their kegs up
I used to be involved in murder
Racking a bitch to Stacking them crates up
I had other illegal activities too
I'm still hungry
I still have the drive and passion
And I'm back with a tapeworm
I'm back and I'm strong
And we was happening and rapping and tame at me
I was doing well in the industry
Shady for us competition
I am the greatest, and there's no one who can compete with me
Faggot, there ain't none
No one can match me
Speak of the devil
You mentioned me!
It's attack of the rain man
I'm here to dominate
Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron
I have a weapon and have used it
Soon as the blade spun run, they run away from
People flee from me
Who wanna play dungeon?
Who wants to face me in a fight?
No one is safe from
Everyone is at risk
In search of a brain surgeon, A great one
I need someone to fix my brain
Wait, the day ain't funny man It's urgent
This is serious business
I need one Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1
I have specific tools I need
So one more time for old time's sake
Let's do this again like we used to
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Dre, make that music and be a DJ
Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way And let's go
Let's smoke and have fun
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
You're doing something great
Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way
Share that with me
Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless
Let's make a scene
A nice environment Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants
I have the ability to influence others and make them feel good
Taking lives of firemen
I'm ruthless
Say goodbye, here I am again
I always come back
Naked wives and Vicadin
I enjoy sex with married partners and taking drugs
Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could spin
I'm confident
Fin, fin
That's all
Fuck the handle I fly off the hinge
I don't care about authority
Let that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him
Give me a chance
There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes again
I don't care about appearances
Baby, make us some French toast and show us some skin
I want sex and breakfast
I show you every inch grows of my foreskin
I'll show you everything I've got
Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten
I love women's bodies
Now you know it's a sin to tease, blow us again
Don't tease, just give in
The sorcerer of intercourse, if it's forced, it's him
I'm really good at sex, but only if it's consensual
Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the force within
Let's have sex if you're into it
And when you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain
After a night of drinking and sex, you might vomit
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 are drugs, there are consequences
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 patience for nonsense
I'm slightly insane
I'm not completely stable mentally
Vodka and kreatine Hypnotic and red bull It's an incredible energy drink And it's given me wings I believe I can fly
I'm high on alcohol and caffeine and feel invincible
While I pee on a girl You won't catch me, CSI
I enjoy inappropriate, sexual behavior
It's as easy as pie And as simple as cake Dre, get on the mic and make them tremble and shake
This is easy and fun for me
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 party and get high
We can smoke till there's no more lighter fluid to do it
Let's smoke until we can't anymore
Lets get into it You smoking with the triest and truest
You're with the most dedicated and loyal people
I got the Midas touch When it comes to rolling shit up You motherfuckas ain't smoking You just holding shit up
I'm the best at rolling joints and these other people are slow
Now here we go Let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt
Let's party
I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number one
I'm so good, my music is popular
Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed
If you fail, try drugs
Now them words are just a little more personal for me Seeing is how I blew up off of puffing them trees
Drugs played a big part in my success
Well puffing ain't enough for me
I want more than just drugs
Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, come on Smoke me out, cuz Give me contact buzz
Let's smoke together more
Get me on track They love me when I'm on that stuff
I make good music when I'm high
But this earth calling Shady, man come on back (what?) Man we're losing him; he won't even respond back (fuck! )
I'm too far gone and I need to come back to reality
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
There are attractive women here and we should flirt with them
Now baby just bend over This won't hurt a damn bit
I want to have sex with you
And give me one more time for old time's sake
Let's do it again like we used to
Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., 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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