[Intro: Dr. Dre]
Check, check, one two, one two
One two (Yo, it’s rollin'?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Dr. Dre up in here, y'all know what this is
It’s what you've been waitin' for, Funkmaster Flex
Big Kap, Def Jam Records
Givin' it to you, baby; yo, Eminem
Show these motherfuckers what time it is, baby
[Verse 1: Eminem, Dr. Dre]
I used to be a lonely man, only mad
'Til I got a million dollars, shit, now if I only had
Some fuckin' hair, I'd pull it faster than a bullet
Out of 2Pac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it
I'm tryna grow it back again, it was an accident
I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam
I hate this straightjacket, it ain't latchin', they can't lock it
So they stapled my hands to my pants pockets
The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it
Before me and just kept throwin' they fuckin' self at it
My head is achin', I'm dedicated to medication
But this med is takin' too long to bring me this se-da-dation (Come on!)
Anyway, I got down with Dre (What up?)
The first man who taught me how the Glock sounded to spray
Run it up and down the street, screamin', "Fuck the police!"
When you still had your mother's fuckin' nipple stuck in your teeth (You fuckin' baby)
Became a role model after Colorado
Now all they do is follow me around and holler, "Bravo!"
Hell yeah, I punch my bitch
And beat my kids in public – suck my dick, bitch!
I'm sick enough to fuck a man in his face
But I won't, 'cause you'll prob'ly wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it, witcha fake-ass 2Pac image
You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative (Wanna fight?)
I'm prob'ly the awkwardest alcoholic talkin'
Walkin' like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on your block stumblin'
Mumblin' a bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does
I ain't buzzed, I'm just high on life
So why on Earth would I need drugs when I fly on kites?
Check, check, one two, one two
One two (Yo, it’s rollin'?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Dr. Dre up in here, y'all know what this is
It’s what you've been waitin' for, Funkmaster Flex
Big Kap, Def Jam Records
Givin' it to you, baby; yo, Eminem
Show these motherfuckers what time it is, baby
[Verse 1: Eminem, Dr. Dre]
I used to be a lonely man, only mad
'Til I got a million dollars, shit, now if I only had
Some fuckin' hair, I'd pull it faster than a bullet
Out of 2Pac's chest before the ambulance came too late to do it
I'm tryna grow it back again, it was an accident
I had my back against the fan and chopped it off in Amsterdam
I hate this straightjacket, it ain't latchin', they can't lock it
So they stapled my hands to my pants pockets
The cell's padded and battered like someone else had it
Before me and just kept throwin' they fuckin' self at it
My head is achin', I'm dedicated to medication
But this med is takin' too long to bring me this se-da-dation (Come on!)
Anyway, I got down with Dre (What up?)
The first man who taught me how the Glock sounded to spray
Run it up and down the street, screamin', "Fuck the police!"
When you still had your mother's fuckin' nipple stuck in your teeth (You fuckin' baby)
Became a role model after Colorado
Now all they do is follow me around and holler, "Bravo!"
Hell yeah, I punch my bitch
And beat my kids in public – suck my dick, bitch!
I'm sick enough to fuck a man in his face
But I won't, 'cause you'll prob'ly wanna stand in his place
So put a sock in it, witcha fake-ass 2Pac image
You faggots ain't tough, you just get drunk and become talkative (Wanna fight?)
I'm prob'ly the awkwardest alcoholic talkin'
Walkin' like a midget with a ladder in his back pocket
So when you see me on your block stumblin'
Mumblin' a bunch of dumb shit like my drunk uncle does
I ain't buzzed, I'm just high on life
So why on Earth would I need drugs when I fly on kites?
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