Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Your mother, you fagot

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Aiyo, next song is
to the memory of Erik Shrody
Rest in peace, we ain't
About you, you homo
We still

There was a man
Who to jump around
(Jump around)
But he got too old to up and down
(Up and down)
(So then happened?)

So he put the mic
And the guitar up
(Picked the up)
(And he what?)
Started the blues

Like there's no
(No tomorrow, on)
Left his boys in the house of
(The of pain)

It was the wisest decision he made
(Ever made)
But the dumbest thing he could do
(Could do)

Was try to a three-eighty
On who act Shady
Tell me now, you gonna do?
(Now what you do?)

I remember all those years
How it was when you were
I how it was
How it was when you young

was so long ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Limp
along now, don't nobody
Wanna your old ass sing no more

I remember back you had
The
(Had the knack)
And I remember you had
Your first attack
(Heart attack)

I was right there
When I the news
(Heard the news)
I just wish the
murdered you
(Would'a you)

Ice-T's right
You are a
(You are a bitch)
You come when you're broke
And you leave when you're

But the dumbest he could ever do
(Could do)
Was try to a three-eighty
On those who act
Tell me now, you gonna do?
(Now you gonna do?)

'Cause I remember all years
How it was when you were
I how it was
How it was when you young

was so long ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Limp
Came along now, nobody
hear your old ass sing no more

Remember back in '94, like before
Ms. Everlast was Whitey
Before his heart attack had him on life
house of pain was out of fame
Like someone doused the
And they destined to never jump around again

Or even further back, when I first had The Knack
And you down with Syndicate
I went to get your shit, man I was it
But you went and took your style and switched the shit
Now you sound ridiculous you dick piece of shit,
How could you me, bitch?

I liked you, thought you was alright for a white
Remember and Tech
I came up and sat beside you
Started rhymin', you left the room
And say goodbye or nothin'?

Like you was mad someone else was
White and to rhyme or somethin'
I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin' to steal light or nothin'
But a homosexual, white rappin' Irish fagot
Man I wish I was Irish, I be a fagot too

I'd be confused as you
And I wouldn't what to do
up with you?
I never with you
Why would you with me?

Knowin' I could rap circles you
What, are you as as me?
Plus I can better than you
And I don't sing
And probably guitar better
And I never touched a string

But I ain't mad at you, I'd me too if I was you
I'm you used to be, shit you was me in '92
So every time I write a lyric, think of you
And maybe that help me know
What it's to sing the blues

'Cause I remember all years
How it was you were here
I how it was
How it was when you were

Yesterday was so ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Bizkit
Came along now, don't
hear your old ass sing no more

'Cause I remember all those
How it was you were here
I how it was
How it was when you young

was so long ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Bizkit
Came now, don't nobody
Wanna your old ass sing no more

You fuckin' punk,
You fuckin' fagot, sissy,
And by the way, a three-eighty's a fuckin' gun
If you're gonna shoot use a fuckin' real gun

You bitch
Next say
My fuckin' name in a
Don't be about it

You wanna fuckin' me
Diss me you fagot
You fuckin' punk,
You little bitch, fuckin' cunt