מילים לשיר Old Time's Sake – Eminem

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 seatbelt 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 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 We're 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 We're 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 We're 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 We're now smoking with the best (the best) Now where's there's smoke, there's fire Where there's fire, there's flames Where's 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 playing He's gonna get the AKA 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 catch me, CSI It's as easy as pie And as simple as cake Dre, get on the mic and make them dribble 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 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 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 it just… 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 We're 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 We're now smoking with the best (the best).