Eric "Jesus" Coomes - Old Time's Sake lyrics

[Produced by Dr. Dre and Mark Batson] [Intro: Eminem] Good evening This is your f**ing captain speaking We will soon be reaching an altitude Of 4 million and a half feet That's 8 million miles in the sky Please, undo your seat belt for takeoff You are now free to smoke about the cabin [Verse: Dr. Dre & Eminem] I'm Dre from back in the day From N.W.A., from black and the gray From choking a b**h 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? f*ggot, there ain't none Speak of the devil, it's attack of the Rain Man Chainsaw in hand, bloodstain on my apron Soon as the blade spun, vrunn! 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 2 boxes of detergent and a paint gun And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1, so [Hook: Eminem] 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) [Verse 2: Eminem] Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon Wireless A nice environment, surprised entirely Hypotized 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, p**y boy, I could spin "Vinn-vinn!" f** the handle, I fly off the hinge Let that boy off the bench, coach, and throw it to him There he goes in his trenchcoat, 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'mma 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 feelin' if you're feelin' the force within Then when you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain, so [Hook: Eminem] 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) [Verse 3: Dr. Dre & Eminem] 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 Nuh-uh, he ain't playin' He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at your brain I'm slightly insane, vodka and creatine Hypnotiq and Red Bull, it's an incredible energy drink And it's giving me wings, I believe I can fly While I pee on the girl, you won't catch me, C.S.I 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 f**ed 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 sh** up You motherf**ers ain't smoking, you just holding sh** 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 Seein' as how, I blew up off of puffing them trees Well, smoke enough for me! f** yeah, light it up CheechC'mon, 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 losin' him, he won't even respond back, f**!" Now look at all the pretty women in here (Damn b**hes) 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