Luyện nghe bài hát I Remember

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Aiyo, next song is
to the memory of Erik Shrody
Rest in peace, we ain't
you, you fuckin' homo
We still

There was a man
Who liked to around
(Jump around)
But he got too old to up and down
(Up and down)
(So then happened?)

So he put the mic
And picked the up
(Picked the up)
(And he what?)
singin' the blues

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

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

Was try to a three-eighty
On those who act
Tell me now, you gonna do?
(Now you gonna do?)

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

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

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

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

Maybe right
You are a
(You are a bitch)
You around when you're broke
And you when you're rich

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

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

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

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

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

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

you was mad that someone 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' Irish
Man I I was Irish, I could be a fagot too

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

Knowin' I could rap around you
What, are you as as me?
Plus I can better than you
And I don't sing
And probably play better
And I ain't 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 every time I write a lyric, I'ma of you
And that will help me know
What it's to sing the blues

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

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

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

You punk, pussy
You fuckin' fagot, sissy,
And by the way, a a fuckin' sissy gun
If gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin' real gun

You bitch
Next say
My fuckin' in a song
be subliminal about it

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