[Dr. Dre]
oh, so I'm out the game huh?

[Eminem]
Yo Dre, we ridin?

[Dr. Dre]
Whatever

[Eminem]
Well I'm witya homie

[Dr. Dre]
Okay, well let's handle the small shit

[Eminem]
I was born to brew up storms, stir up shit
Kick up dust, cuss til I slur up spit
Grew up too quick went through too much knew to much shit
Corrupt and I'ma pour it on like syrup, bitch
Thick n rich, sick and twisted Mr. Buttersworth
Dre tole me to milk this shit for what it's worth
Till the cow just tilts and tips 'n stumbles to earth
And if I fumble a verse, keep going
First take, I make mistakes, just keep it
No punches pull, no punches, that's weak shit
Fake shit if I ever take shit, I'll eat shit
Wasn't for him? Wouldn't be shit

[Dr. Dre]
Creep with me, as we take a little trip down Memory Lane
Been here longer than anyone in the game
And I ain't got to lie about my age

[Eminem]
But what about Jermaine?

[Dr. Dre]
Fuck Jermaine, he don't belong speakin mine or Timbaland's name
And don't think
I don't read your little interviews and see what your sayin
I'm a giant, and I ain't gotta move till I'm provoked
When I see you, I'ma step on you and not even know it
You midget, mini-me, with a buncha little mini-you's
Runnin round your backyard swimmin pools
Over 8