Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Your mother, you fuckin'

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

once was a man
Who liked to jump
(Jump around)
But he got too old to jump up and
(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 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 those who act
me now, what you gonna do?
(Now you gonna do?)

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

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

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

I was there laughin'
When I the news
(Heard the news)
I wish the cardiac
murdered you
(Would'a you)

Maybe Ice-T's
You are a
(You are a bitch)
You come around when you're
And you leave you're rich

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

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

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

back in '94, like right before
Ms. was Whitey Ford
Before his heart had him on life support
When house of pain was out of
Like someone doused the
And they became destined to never jump around

Or even further back, when I had heard The Knack
And you were 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 diss me,

I liked you, thought you was alright for a white
Remember 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 someone was
White and tried to rhyme or
I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin' to your light or nothin'
But you're a homosexual, rappin' Irish fagot
Man I I was Irish, I could be a fagot too

Then I'd be as you
And I wouldn't know to do
up with you?
I fucked with you
Why you fuck with me?

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

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

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

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

'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 along now, don't
Wanna hear your old ass sing no

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

You bitch
Next say
My fuckin' in a song
Don't be subliminal it

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