Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Your mother, you fagot

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Aiyo, this next is
Dedicated to the memory of Shrody
Rest in peace, we forget
About you, you homo
We still

There was a man
Who to jump 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?)
Started singin' the

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

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

Was try to buck a
On who act Shady
me now, what 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 you were young

Yesterday was so ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Limp
Came along now, nobody
hear your old ass sing no more

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

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

Ice-T's right
You are a
(You are a bitch)
You come around 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 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

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

Remember back in '94, like right
Ms. was Whitey Ford
Before his attack had him on life support
house 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 went to get your shit, man I was it
But then you went and your style and switched the shit
Now you sound ridiculous you dick less of shit,
How could you diss me,

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

Like you was mad 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, 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 you?
I never with you
Why would you with me?

Knowin' I could rap circles you
What, are you as as me?
Plus I can sing better you
And I don't fuckin'
And probably play 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 to be, shit 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 like to the blues

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

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

'Cause I remember all those
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 along now, don't
Wanna hear your old ass sing no

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

You little
time say
My fuckin' in a song
be subliminal about it

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