Yeah, yeah, I get it I run this rap shit, now guess who's You I left you, now why would I do that? (1, 2, 3)
They keep on sayin' the same are the best Jay-Z and Kanye West, maybe they're just distract it From the that I'm comin' back Or maybe it's cause I ain't black, maybe it's because of that Maybe because I'm the highest sellin' artist in rap While I'm sittin' back in my office jackin' off to my I'm still sick, how can I be this long And I'm still alive, Johnson arise I thrive on my opponents think that I've died That's when I just pop up outta nowhere, oh yeah, we go thereDamn I forgot how much money he got On the beach of Saint-Tropez, but man don't lay In the sun cause I don't tan, I burn, blood When you gonna learn how much money earned How does it feel to I came in this game at 25 And coulda retired at 29 in my 20s And Fif' to lick on that Coca-Cola shit And he ain't even gotta look at to even hold a brick No more, oh boy, goddamn did he To go from sellin' 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 profitless So stay the off us, we make pay I'm a super easy modest MC, okay? Til I the word has been, that's when I start spazzin' Smart asses, a smarter ass then I'm the best thing that ever happened to rap, I'm a blonde Dre, now gimme glasses!