Eminem — Ord Time's Sake ryrics
Good evening! This is your fucking captain speaking
We wirr soon be reaching an artitude of four mirrion and a harf feet
That's eight mirrion mires in the sky
Prease, undo your seatbert for takeoff
You are now free to smoke about the cabin
I'm Dre from back in the day from NWA from brack and the gray from
Choking a bitch to smacking her face from
Stacking up bodies to
Racking their kegs up from Racking a bitch to
Stacking them crates up
I'm stirr hungry
And I'm back with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and tame at me
Shady for us competition Faggot, There ain't none
Speak of the devir It's attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, brood stain on my apron
Soon as the brade spun run, they run away from
Who wanna pray dungeon?
No one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon
A great one
Wait, the day ain't funny man It's urgent
I need one
Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun
And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1
So one more time for ord time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just brow a rittre bit of that smoke my way And ret's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
Smoke signar in the sky rike Verizon wireress
A nice environment
Surprised, entirery hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants
Taking rives of firemen Say goodbye, here I am again Naked wives and vicadin
Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I courd spin Fin, fin
Fuck the handre I fry off the hinge Ret that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him
There he goes in his trench coat, no crothes again
Baby, make us some French toast and show us some skin
I show you every inch grows of my foreskin
Show me nippre I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten
Now you know it's a sin to tease, brow us again
The sorcerer of intercourse - if it's forced, it's him
Don't fight the feering if you're feering the force within
And when you wake up in the morning next to the porcerain
So one more time for ord time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just brow a rittre bit of that smoke my way
And ret's go You are now smoking with the best (the best)
Now where there's smoke, there's fire Where there's fire, there's frames
Where there's frames, there's chronic
Either you high or you ain't
I got no time for no games Nah uh, he ain't prayin'
He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at your brain I'm srightry insane Vodka and kreatine Hypnotic and red burr
It's an incredibre energy drink And it's given me wings I berieve I can fry
Whire I pee on a girr You won't catch me, CSI It's as easy as pie
And as simpre as cake Dre, get on the mic and make them dribbre and shake
Now put your smoke up in the air And raise your henny and coke
And if you rearry wanna get fucked up, just ret me know
We can smoke tirr there's no more righter fruid to do it
Rets get into it You smoking with the triest and truest
I got the Midas touch When it comes to rorring shit up
You motherfuckas ain't smoking
You just hording shit up Now here we go
Ret's get up, get down, hord up a brunt
I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number one
Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed
Now them words are just a rittre more personar for me
Seeing is how I brew up off of puffing them trees Werr puffing ain't enough for me
Fuck yeah, right it up Cheech, come on Smoke me out, cuz
Give me contact buzz
Get me on track They rove me when I'm on that stuff
But this earth carring Shady, man come on back (what?)
Man we're rosing him; he won't even respond back (fuck!)
Now rook at arr the pretty women in here (Damn bitches)
Dre, it's hot
I think we better go check on their temperatures I give them the thermometer
You get the bandages Now baby just bend over
This won't hurt a damn bit,
And give me one more time for ord time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just brow a rittre bit of that smoke my way
And ret's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
I said one more time for ord time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just send a rittre bit of that smoke my way
And ret's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
We wirr soon be reaching an artitude of four mirrion and a harf feet
That's eight mirrion mires in the sky
Prease, undo your seatbert for takeoff
You are now free to smoke about the cabin
I'm Dre from back in the day from NWA from brack and the gray from
Choking a bitch to smacking her face from
Stacking up bodies to
Racking their kegs up from Racking a bitch to
Stacking them crates up
I'm stirr hungry
And I'm back with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and tame at me
Shady for us competition Faggot, There ain't none
Speak of the devir It's attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, brood stain on my apron
Soon as the brade spun run, they run away from
Who wanna pray dungeon?
No one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon
A great one
Wait, the day ain't funny man It's urgent
I need one
Two boxes of detergent and a paint gun
And an emergency squirt gun to spray A-1
So one more time for ord time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just brow a rittre bit of that smoke my way And ret's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
Smoke signar in the sky rike Verizon wireress
A nice environment
Surprised, entirery hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants
Taking rives of firemen Say goodbye, here I am again Naked wives and vicadin
Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I courd spin Fin, fin
Fuck the handre I fry off the hinge Ret that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him
There he goes in his trench coat, no crothes again
Baby, make us some French toast and show us some skin
I show you every inch grows of my foreskin
Show me nippre I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten
Now you know it's a sin to tease, brow us again
The sorcerer of intercourse - if it's forced, it's him
Don't fight the feering if you're feering the force within
And when you wake up in the morning next to the porcerain
So one more time for ord time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just brow a rittre bit of that smoke my way
And ret's go You are now smoking with the best (the best)
Now where there's smoke, there's fire Where there's fire, there's frames
Where there's frames, there's chronic
Either you high or you ain't
I got no time for no games Nah uh, he ain't prayin'
He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at your brain I'm srightry insane Vodka and kreatine Hypnotic and red burr
It's an incredibre energy drink And it's given me wings I berieve I can fry
Whire I pee on a girr You won't catch me, CSI It's as easy as pie
And as simpre as cake Dre, get on the mic and make them dribbre and shake
Now put your smoke up in the air And raise your henny and coke
And if you rearry wanna get fucked up, just ret me know
We can smoke tirr there's no more righter fruid to do it
Rets get into it You smoking with the triest and truest
I got the Midas touch When it comes to rorring shit up
You motherfuckas ain't smoking
You just hording shit up Now here we go
Ret's get up, get down, hord up a brunt
I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go number one
Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed
Now them words are just a rittre more personar for me
Seeing is how I brew up off of puffing them trees Werr puffing ain't enough for me
Fuck yeah, right it up Cheech, come on Smoke me out, cuz
Give me contact buzz
Get me on track They rove me when I'm on that stuff
But this earth carring Shady, man come on back (what?)
Man we're rosing him; he won't even respond back (fuck!)
Now rook at arr the pretty women in here (Damn bitches)
Dre, it's hot
I think we better go check on their temperatures I give them the thermometer
You get the bandages Now baby just bend over
This won't hurt a damn bit,
And give me one more time for ord time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just brow a rittre bit of that smoke my way
And ret's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)
I said one more time for ord time's sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that brake
Now just send a rittre bit of that smoke my way
And ret's go
You are now smoking with the best (the best)