Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Your mother, you fagot

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Aiyo, next song is
Dedicated to the memory of Shrody
Rest in peace, we forget
About you, you fuckin'
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 what happened?)

So he put the mic
And the guitar up
(Picked the up)
(And he what?)
Started the blues

there's 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, you gonna do?
(Now what you do?)

'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 Bizkit
Came along now, don't
Wanna hear your old ass no more

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

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

Maybe right
You are a
(You are a bitch)
You come 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 who act Shady
Tell me now, what you do?
(Now you gonna do?)

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

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

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

Or further back, when I first had heard The Knack
And you were down Syndicate
I went to get your shit, man I was 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 liked you, thought you was alright for a dude
Sway and Tech
When I up and sat beside you
Started rhymin', then you the room
And didn't say goodbye or

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

Then I'd be as you
And I know what to do
What's up with
I never fucked you
Why would you with me?

Knowin' I could rap around you
What, are you as as me?
Plus I can sing better you
And I don't fuckin'
And probably play 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 you used to be, shit you was me in '92
So time I write a lyric, I'ma think of you
And maybe that will help me
What it's to sing the blues

'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
along now, don't nobody
Wanna hear old ass sing no more

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

was so long ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Bizkit
Came along now, don't
Wanna hear your old ass no more

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

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

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