🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: I Remember - Eminem

 Your mother,  fuckin faggot
 
  da da, da da da, da da (repeated)
 
 Aiyo, this next song is dedicated to the memory of Erik 
 Rest in peace, we aint  about you, you fuckin homo
 We still 
 
 There once was a man who liked  jump around (jump around)
 But he got too old  jump up and down (up and down)
 (so  what happened?)
 So he put the  down and picked the guitar up (picked the guitar up)
 (and then he 
 Started singin the blues like there's no tomorrow  tomorrow)
 (come on) Left his boys in the house of  (the house of pain)
 It was the wisest decision he ever made  made)
 But the dumbest thing he could ever do (could  do)
 Was try to buck a  on those that act shady
  me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do)
 
 [chorus]
 Cause I remember  those years
 How it was when you were 
 I remember how it was, how it was when you  young
 Yesterday was so long ago  ago)
 Kid Rock and  Bizkit came along now
 Don't nobody  hear your old ass sing no more
 
 remember back  you had The Knack (had the knack)
 And  remember when you had your first heart attack (heart attack)
 I was right there  when I heard the news (heard the news)
 I just wish the cardiac would'a murdered you (would'a murdered 
 Maybe  right, you are a bitch (you are a bitch)
 You come around when you're broke and you leave when you're rich (leave when you're 
 But the dumbest thing that you could ever do  could ever do)
 Was  to buck a 380 on those that act shady
 Tell me now what you gonna do (now  you gonna do)
 
 [chorus]
 
 yo (yo) yo (yo) yo 
 Remember back in '94, like right  Ms. Everlast was Whitey Ford
 Before  heart attack had him on life support When house of pain was out of
 fame like someone doused the  And they became destined to never jump
 around again
 Or even further back, when  first had heard The Knack
 And you were down  Syndicate, I went to get your shit, man
 I was  it
 But then you went  took your style and switched the shit
  you sound ridiculous you dickless piece of shit,
 How could  diss me, bitch?
 I  you, thought you was alright for a white dude,
 Remember Sway  Tech when I came up and sat beside you
  rhymin, then you left the room
 and didn't  goodbye or nothin?
 Like you mad  someone else was
 White and tried to rhyme or 
 I'm sorry man, I wasn't  to steal your light or nothin
 But you're a  white rappin Irish {*Muslim*}
 Man I wish I was irish, I  be a {*Muslim*} too
 Then I'd be confused as you, and I wouldn't know what  do
  up with you?
  never fucked with you, why would you fuck with me?
 Knowin I could  circles around you, what, you nuts as me?
 Plus I can sing better  you and I don't fuckin sing
  probably play guitar better, and I ain't never touched a string
 But I ain't mad at you,  hate me too if I was you
 I'm what you  to be, shit you was me in '92
 So everytime I write a lyric,  think of you
 And maybe that'll  me know what it's like to sing the blues
 
 [chorus]x2
 
  fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot, sissy, fuck
 And by the way, a 380's a  sissy gun
 If you're gonna shoot somebody use  fuckin real gun
 You little 
 Next time say  fuckin name in a song
 Don't  subliminal about it
 You wanna  diss me, diss me you fuckin faggot
  fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little bitch, fuckin cunt