Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Your mother, you fagot

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

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?)
Started the blues

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ice-T's right
You are a
(You are a bitch)
You around 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, what you do?
(Now what you do?)

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'd be confused as you
And I wouldn't what to do
up with you?
I never fucked you
Why would you fuck 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 probably play guitar
And I ain't never a string

But I mad at you, I'd hate 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, I'ma of you
And maybe that will help me
it's like 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

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

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

was so long ago
(Long ago)
Kid and Limp Bizkit
along now, don't nobody
Wanna hear your old ass 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 somebody use a fuckin' gun

You bitch
Next say
My name in a song
be subliminal about it

You wanna fuckin' me
me you fuckin' fagot
You punk, pussy
You fuckin' bitch, fuckin' cunt