Forgot About Dre
Dr. Dre f/ Eminem

Verse 1:
(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 skis
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
Hoe please
You better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to smoke trees?
Who you think brought you the oldies?
Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D-O-C's
The Snoop D-O-double-G's
And a group that said muthafuck the police
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in yo hood
And when your album sales wasn't doin' too good
Who's the doctor they told you to go see
Ya'll better listen up closely
All you niggas that said that I turned pop
On the firm flop
Ya'll are the reason Dre ain't been gettin' 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:
(Eminem)
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothin' comes out when they move they lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And muthafuckas act like that they forgot about Dre
(repeat)

Verse 2:
(Eminem)
So what do you say to somebody you hat (what?)
Or anyone tryin' to bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way?
Then study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walkin' by wit a Walkman 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 tryin' to park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hoppin' out wit two broken legs
Tryin' to walk to 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 weren't found out (right here!)
So from here on out it's the Chronic 2
Startin' today and tomorrow's anew
And i'm still loco enough to choke you to death wit a Charleston Chew
Slim shady
Hotter than a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz wit the window up when the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Callin men ladies
Sorry Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me
It's okay, go with him Hailey (Da Da)

Chorus

Verse 3:
(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
Wen 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 Compton
I told 'em all, all then little gangstas
Who you think helped mold 'em all?
Now you wanna run around talkin' 'bout 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 tryin' to get this damn label off
I ain't havin' that
This is the millennium of Aftermath
It ain't gon' 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 know that I was strapped wit gats
When you were cuddlin' a Cabbage Patch

Chorus (1¹/₂ times)