🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: I Remember - Eminem

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