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Good evening
This is your fucking 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 take off You are now free to smoke about the cabin I'm Dre from back in the day from N W A from black and the grey from Chokin' a bitch to smacking her face from Stackin' up bodies to racking their kids up from Racking up hits to stacking them crates up I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm And we was happening and rap entertainment Me and shady for us competition faggot there ain't none Speak of the devil It's the attack of the rain man Chainsaw in hand bloodstain on my apron Soon as the blades spun vrun they run away from Who want to play dungeon no one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon the great one Wait it ain't funny man It's urgent I need one Two boxes of detergent and a paintgun And a emergency squirtgun to spray everyone 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 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 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 Vin vin Fuck the handle I fly off the hinge Let the boy off the bench coach and throw it to him There he goes in his trench coat and them clothes again Baby make us some french toast and show us some skin I'll show you every inch girls of 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 When you wake in the morning next to the porcelain 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 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 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 ah he ain't playing He's gonna get the AK and aim it at your brain I'm slightly insane Vodka and creatine Hypnotic 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 CSI It's as easy as pie and as simple as cake Dre get on the mic and make them tremble and shake Now put your smoke up in the air Raise your Henny and coke And if you really want to get fucked up just let me know We can smoke if there is no more lighter fluid to do it Let's get into it you smoking with the triedest and truest I got the Midas touch when it comes to rolling shit up You muthafuckers 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 kind of stuff that makes 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 as how I blew up off puffing them trees Was luck enough for me Fuck yeah light it up sheesh Come on smoke me up cuz Get 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 Man we're losing him he won't even respond back fuck Now look at all the pretty women in here Dre it's hot I think we better go check on their temperatures I get the thermometer you get the bandages Now baby just bend over this won't hurt a damn bit 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 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 |
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