Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

Your mother, you fagot

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Aiyo, this song is
Dedicated to the memory of Erik
Rest in peace, we forget
About you, you fuckin'
We still

once was a man
Who liked to jump
(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

Like there's no
(No tomorrow, on)
Left his boys in the 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 a three-eighty
On those who act
Tell me now, what you do?
(Now you gonna do?)

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

Yesterday was so ago
(Long ago)
Kid Rock and Bizkit
Came now, don't nobody
Wanna your old ass sing no more

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

I was right there
When I 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 when broke
And you leave you're rich

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

'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 and Limp Bizkit
along now, don't nobody
Wanna your old ass sing no more

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

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

I liked you, thought you was for a white dude
Sway and Tech
When I up and sat beside you
Started rhymin', you left the room
And didn't say goodbye or

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

Then I'd be as you
And I wouldn't know to do
What's up you?
I never with 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 play guitar
And I ain't never touched a

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

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

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

'Cause I 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 and Limp Bizkit
Came along now, nobody
Wanna hear old ass sing no more

You fuckin' punk,
You fagot, sissy, fuck
And by the way, a a fuckin' sissy gun
If you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin' gun

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

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