🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: I Remember - Eminem

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