Eminem, Dr. Dre - Forgot About Dre (Explicit) ft. Hittman

so fuck y'all, all of y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow me

Slim shady, hotter than a set of twin babies

When I caught a guy, give me an awkward eye

Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house

Y'all are gonna keep fucki' around wit' me

Wit' a can full of gas and a hand full of matches

I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfuckin' barkin' dogs

To choke you to death wit' a Charleston Chew

And turn me back to the old me

So what do you say to somebody you hate

It's okay, go with him Hailie

What 'cause I been in the lab wit' a pen and a pad

What you think I sold 'em all?

Hoppin' out wit' two broken legs, tryin' to walk it off

"Fuck you too bitch, call the cops"

Y'all are the reason that Dre ain't gettin' no sleep

Now you wanna run around talkin' 'bout guns like I ain't got none

Right next to a humungous truck in a two-car garage

And the group that said, "Mother, fuck tha police"

It's like a jungle in this habitat

(What?)

Wit' his Karl Kani

Y'all know me, still the same O.G.

And when the cops came through

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say