Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

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

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 there's no
(No tomorrow, on)
Left his boys in the of pain
(The of pain)

It was the wisest decision he ever
(Ever made)
But the dumbest 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 when you were

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

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

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

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

But the dumbest thing he ever do
(Could do)
Was try to buck a
On those who act
Tell me now, what you do?
(Now you gonna do?)

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

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

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

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

I liked you, you was alright for a white dude
Remember Sway and
When I up and sat beside you
Started rhymin', then you the room
And didn't say or nothin'?

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

Then I'd be as you
And I wouldn't know to do
What's up you?
I never fucked you
Why you fuck with me?

I could rap circles around you
What, are you as as me?
Plus I can sing better you
And I don't sing
And probably guitar better
And I ain't never a string

But I mad at you, I'd hate 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
it's like to sing the blues

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

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

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

was so long ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Bizkit
Came along now, don't
hear 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 shoot use a fuckin' real gun

You bitch
time say
My fuckin' in a song
Don't be subliminal it

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