Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Your mother, you fagot

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Aiyo, this song is
to the memory of Erik Shrody
Rest in peace, we forget
About you, you fuckin'
We remember

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

So he put the mic
And picked the up
(Picked the up)
(And he what?)
singin' the blues

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

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

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

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

Yesterday was so ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Bizkit
along now, don't nobody
Wanna hear your old ass no more

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

I was there laughin'
When I heard the
(Heard the news)
I wish the cardiac
Would'a 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 rich

But the dumbest thing he ever do
(Could do)
Was try to buck a
On those who act
me now, what you gonna do?
(Now what you do?)

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

was so long ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Limp
Came along now, don't
Wanna hear old ass sing no more

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

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

I liked you, you was alright for a white dude
Sway and Tech
When I up and sat beside you
rhymin', then you left the room
And didn't say goodbye or

Like you was mad that else was
White and tried to rhyme or
I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin' to steal light or nothin'
But you're a homosexual, white Irish fagot
Man I I was Irish, I could be a fagot too

I'd be confused as you
And I wouldn't what to do
What's up you?
I fucked with you
Why you fuck with me?

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

But I mad at you, I'd hate me too if I was you
I'm what you to be, shit you was me in '92
So every time I a lyric, I'ma think of you
And maybe that help me know
What it's like to the blues

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

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

'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 now, don't nobody
Wanna hear your old ass no more

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

You little
time say
My fuckin' in a song
Don't be subliminal it

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