Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

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

There was a man
Who to jump 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

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

It was the decision 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, 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 when you young

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

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

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

Maybe Ice-T's
You are a
(You are a bitch)
You around when you're broke
And you leave when you're

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

'Cause I 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 Bizkit
Came along now, don't
Wanna hear old ass sing no more

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

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

I liked you, thought you was alright for a white
Sway and Tech
When I came up and sat you
rhymin', then you left the room
And didn't say or nothin'?

Like you was mad 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, 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 never with you
Why you fuck with me?

Knowin' I 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 write a lyric, I'ma of you
And maybe that will me know
What it's like to the blues

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

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

'Cause I remember all those
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 Limp
Came now, don't nobody
Wanna your old ass sing no more

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

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

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