Yeah, yeah, I get it I run this rap shit, now who's back You thought I you, now why would I do that? (1, 2, 3)
They on sayin' the same rappers are the best Jay-Z and Kanye West, maybe they're just tryna it From the fact I'm comin' back Or maybe it's cause I black, maybe it's because of that Maybe it's because I'm the highest sellin' artist in rap I'm sittin' back in my office jackin' off to my plaques I'm still sick, how can I be this long And I'm still alive, Johnson arise I on makin' my opponents think that I've died That's when I just pop up outta nowhere, oh yeah, there we go thereDamn I forgot how money he got On the beach of Saint-Tropez, but your man lay In the sun cause I tan, I burn, blood clot When you gonna how much money we've earned How it feel to know I came in this game at 25 And coulda at 29 in my 20s still And Fif' here to lick on Coca-Cola shit And he ain't even gotta look at coke to even hold a No more, oh boy, did he score To go sellin' bags to bottles right out the store And Shady hit the box office man, he knocked the socks off us My ex-wife is set for life, you cocksuckers So stay the off us, we make pay I'm just a super modest MC, okay? Til I the word has been, that's when I start spazzin' asses, kiss a smarter ass then I'm the best that ever happened to rap, bastards I'm a blonde Dre, now gimme glasses!