[Dr Dre]
  Ya'll know me still the same ol' G
  But I been low key
  Hated on by most these niggas
  Wit no cheese, no deals and no G's, no wheels and no keys
  No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's
  Mad at me cause
  I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries
  Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks
  To add to the wall full of plaques
  Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies
  But ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freeze
  Ho Please
  You better bow down on both knees
  Who you think taught you to smoke trees
  Who you think brought you the o' G's
  Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's
  And a group that said muthafuck the police
  Gave you a tape full of dope beats
  The bomb weed stroll through in you hood
  And when your album sales wasn't doin too good
  Who's the doc that he told you to go see
  Ya'll better listen up closely
  All you niggas that said that I turned pop
  Or the Firm flop
  ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep
  So fuck ya'll all of ya'll
  If ya'll don't like me blow me
  Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around wit me
  And turn me back to the old me
    [chorus x2 - Eminem]
    Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
  But nothin comes out when they move they lips
  Just a buncha gibberish
  And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre
    [Eminem]
  So what do you say to somebody you hate
  Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way
  Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way
  Just study your tape of NWA.
  One day I was walkin by
  Wit a walkmen on
  When I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye
  And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani
  I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
  I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
  But I'm drunk as fuck
  Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage
  Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off
  Fuck you too bitch call the cops
  I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs
  And when the cops came through
  Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
  Wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
  And still one found out
  From here on out it's the Chronic 2
  Startin today and tomorrows the new
  And I'm still loco and nuts
  To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew
  [Record scratch]
  Slim shady hotter then a set of twin babies
  In a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up
  And the temp goes up to the mid 80's
  Callin men ladies
  Sorry Doc but I been crazy
  There is no way that you can save me
  It's ok go with him Hailey
    [chorus x2]
    [Dr Dre]
  If it was up to me
  You muthafuckas would stop comin up to me
  Wit your hands out lookin up to me
  Like you want somethin free
  When my last cd was out you wasn't bumpin me
  But now that I got this little company
  Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
  But you won't get a crumb from me
  Cause I'm from the streets of
  I told em all
  All them little gangstas
  Who you think helped mold 'em all
  Now you wanna run around and talk about guns
  Like I ain't got none
  What you think I sold 'em all
  Cause I stay well off
  Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off
  What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad
  Tryna get this damn label off
  I ain't havin that
  This is the millenium of Aftermath
  It ain't gonna be nothin after that
  So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap
  You can have it back
  So where's all the mad rappers at
  It's like a jungle in this habitat
  But all you savage cats
  Knew that I was strapped wit gats
  When you were cuddled wit cabbage patch
    [Chorus x3]