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 ain't
About you, you homo
We remember

There was a man
Who liked to jump
(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 he ever made
(Ever made)
But the thing he could ever do
(Could do)

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

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

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

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

I was there laughin'
When I the news
(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 you're

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 you gonna do?)

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

Yesterday was so ago
(Long ago)
Kid and Limp Bizkit
Came along now, don't
hear your old ass sing no more

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

Or even back, when I first had heard The Knack
And you were with Syndicate
I went to get shit, man I was into it
But then you went and took style and switched the shit
Now you sound you dick less piece of shit,
How could you diss me,

I you, thought you was alright for a white dude
Remember and Tech
I came up and sat beside you
Started rhymin', you left the room
And didn't say or nothin'?

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

I'd be confused as you
And I know what to do
up with you?
I fucked with you
Why would you fuck me?

Knowin' I could rap around you
What, are you as as me?
Plus I can better than you
And I fuckin' sing
And probably play guitar
And I never touched 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 every time I write a lyric, think of you
And maybe will help me know
it's like to sing the blues

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

Yesterday was so 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 you were here
I how it was
How it was you were young

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

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

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

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