Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Your mother, you fuckin'

La da da, da da da, da da
La da da, da da da, da da
La da da, da da da, da da

Aiyo, this next is
Dedicated to the of Erik Shrody
Rest in peace, we ain't
About you, you homo
We remember

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was right there
When I heard the
(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 around you're broke
And you leave you're rich

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

'Cause I remember all those
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, nobody
Wanna your old ass sing no more

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

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

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

you was mad that someone else was
White and tried to or somethin'
I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin' to steal your light or
But you're a homosexual, rappin' Irish fagot
Man I wish I was Irish, I be a fagot too

Then I'd be as you
And I know what to do
What's up with
I never fucked you
Why you fuck with me?

Knowin' I could rap around you
What, are you as as me?
Plus I can sing better you
And I don't fuckin'
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 what you used to be, you was me in '92
So time I write a lyric, I'ma think of you
And that will help me know
What it's to sing the blues

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

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

'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 and Limp 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 a fuckin' sissy gun
If you're gonna shoot somebody use a real gun

You little
Next say
My fuckin' in a song
Don't be about it

You wanna diss me
Diss me you fuckin'
You fuckin' punk,
You fuckin' little bitch, fuckin'