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| <title>DHC</title> | |
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| <p align="center"><font size="7">[<a href="http://dhcorp.cjb.net">DHC</a>]</font></p> | |
| <p align="center">(nemesystm)</p> | |
| <p align="center">When you get hit by a blast from the past you'll realize you | |
| didn't become what you wanted.</p> | |
| <p align="center">ICQ#55155478</p> | |
| <p align="center"><a href="mailto:auto45040@hushmail.com">auto45040@hushmail.com</a></p> | |
| <p align="center">Admin: mail me and I'll tell you what's wrong</p> | |
| <p align="center">YTCracker, whatever happens good luck.</p> | |
| <p align="center">Now, I got some remarks about putting lyrics, that it's | |
| supposedly stupid. Well I guess people misunderstood so I'll clear that up: you | |
| don't read who it's from, you don't think of the song, it's the idea you take | |
| the time to read it. Some things make you laugh, some might even make you sad. | |
| However it may be, it's a handy break from another trip to the coffee machine or | |
| hanging out at some convenience store.</p> | |
| <p align="center">Artist: Dr. Dre f/ Eminem<br> | |
| Album: Chronic 2001<br> | |
| Song: Forgot About Dre<br> | |
| Typed by: Acastro929@aol.com<br> | |
| <br> | |
| [Dr Dre]<br> | |
| Ya'll know me still the same ol' G<br> | |
| But I been low key<br> | |
| Hated on by most these niggas <br> | |
| Wit no cheese, no deals and no G's, no wheels and no keys<br> | |
| No boats, no snowmobiles and no ski's<br> | |
| Mad at me cause <br> | |
| I can finally afford to provide my family wit groceries<br> | |
| Got a crib wit a studio and it's all full of tracks<br> | |
| To add to the wall full of plaques<br> | |
| Hangin up in the office in back of my house like trophies<br> | |
| But ya'll think I'm gonna let my dough freeze<br> | |
| Hoe Please<br> | |
| You better bow down on both knees<br> | |
| Who you think taught you to smoke trees<br> | |
| Who you think brought you the oldies<br> | |
| Eazy-E's Ice Cube's and D.O.C's and Snoop D O double G's<br> | |
| And a group that said muthafuck the police<br> | |
| Gave you a tape full of dope beats<br> | |
| The bomb weed stroll through in you hood<br> | |
| And when your album sales wasn't doin too good<br> | |
| Who's the doc that he told you to go see<br> | |
| Ya'll better listen up closely<br> | |
| All you niggas that said that I turned pop<br> | |
| Or the the Firm flop <br> | |
| ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been getting no sleep<br> | |
| So fuck ya'll all of ya'll<br> | |
| If ya'll don't like me blow me<br> | |
| Ya'll are gonna keep fuckin around wit me<br> | |
| And turn me back to the old me<br> | |
| <br> | |
| [chorus] x2 [Eminem]<br> | |
| <br> | |
| Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say<br> | |
| But nothin comes out when they move they lips<br> | |
| Just a buncha gibberish<br> | |
| And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre<br> | |
| <br> | |
| [Eminem]<br> | |
| So what do you say to somebody you hate (what?)<br> | |
| Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way (YUP)<br> | |
| Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way?<br> | |
| Then study your tape of N.W.A.<br> | |
| One day I was walkin by wit a Walkman on<br> | |
| when I caught a guy givin me an awkward eye<br> | |
| And strangled him off in the parkin lot wit his Karl Kani<br> | |
| I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not<br> | |
| I'm harder than me tryin to park a Dodge<br> | |
| when I'm drunk as fuck<br> | |
| Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage <br> | |
| Hoppin out wit two broken legs tryna walk it off<br> | |
| Fuck you too bitch call the cops<br> | |
| I'ma kill you and them loud ass muthafuckin barkin dogs<br> | |
| And when the cops came through<br> | |
| Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house<br> | |
| wit a can full of gas and a hand full of matches<br> | |
| And still weren't found out (RIGHT HERE)<br> | |
| From here on out it's the Chronic 2<br> | |
| Startin today and tomorrow's the new<br> | |
| And I'm still loco enough<br> | |
| To choke you to death wit a Charleston chew <br> | |
| <Record scratch><br> | |
| Slim shady - hotter then a set of twin babies <br> | |
| in a Mercedes Benz wit the windows up <br> | |
| when the temp goes up to the mid 80's<br> | |
| Callin men ladies<br> | |
| Sorry Doc but I been crazy<br> | |
| There is no way that you can save me<br> | |
| It's ok go with him Hailey (da-dah??)<br> | |
| <br> | |
| [chorus] x2<br> | |
| <br> | |
| [Dr Dre]<br> | |
| If it was up to me<br> | |
| You muthafuckas would stop comin up to me <br> | |
| Wit your hands out lookin up to me<br> | |
| Like you want somethin free<br> | |
| When my last cd was out you wasn't bumpin me<br> | |
| But now that I got this little company<br> | |
| Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease<br> | |
| But you won't get a crumb from me<br> | |
| Cause I'm from the streets of (Compton, Compton)<br> | |
| I told em all <br> | |
| All them little gangstas <br> | |
| Who you think helped mold 'em all<br> | |
| Now you wanna run around and talk about guns<br> | |
| Like I ain't got none<br> | |
| What you think I sold 'em all<br> | |
| Cause I stay well off<br> | |
| Now all I get is hate mail all day sayin Dre fell off<br> | |
| What cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad<br> | |
| Tryna get this damn label off <br> | |
| I ain't havin that<br> | |
| This is the millenium of Aftermath<br> | |
| It ain't gonna be nothin after that<br> | |
| So give me one more platinum plaque and fuck rap<br> | |
| You can have it back<br> | |
| So where's all the mad rappers at<br> | |
| It's like a jungle in this habitat<br> | |
| But all you savage cats<br> | |
| Know that I was strapped wit gats<br> | |
| When you were cuddlin a cabbage patch<br> | |
| <br> | |
| [Chorus] x3<br> | |
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