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 forget
About you, you fuckin'
We still

once was a man
Who liked to around
(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 no tomorrow
(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, what you do?
(Now you gonna 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 sing no

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

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

Maybe 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 could 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 were

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

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

Or even further back, when I had heard The Knack
And you down with Syndicate
I to get your shit, man I was into it
But then you went and your style 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 up and sat beside you
Started rhymin', then you the room
And didn't say or nothin'?

you was mad that someone else was
White and to rhyme or somethin'
I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin' to steal your light or
But you're a homosexual, white 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
What's up with
I never fucked you
Why would you with me?

I could rap circles around you
What, are you as as me?
I can sing better than you
And I don't fuckin'
And probably guitar better
And I ain't never 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 every time I a lyric, I'ma think of you
And maybe that help me know
What like to sing the blues

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

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

'Cause I all those years
How it was when you were
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 hear your old ass no more

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

You little
time say
My name in a song
Don't be about it

You fuckin' diss me
Diss me you fuckin'
You fuckin' punk,
You fuckin' bitch, fuckin' cunt