I Remember
Your mother, you fuckin faggot
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\r\nLa da da, da da da, da da (repeated)
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\r\nAiyo, this next song is dedicated to the memory of Erik Schrody
\r\nRest in peace, we aint forget about you, you fuckin homo
\r\nWe still remember
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\r\nThere once was a man who liked to jump around (jump around)
\r\nBut he got too old to jump up and down (up and down)
\r\n(so then what happened?)
\r\nSo he put the mic down and picked the guitar up (picked the guitar up)
\r\n(and then he what?)
\r\nStarted singin the blues like there's no tomorrow (no tomorrow)
\r\n(come on) Left his boys in the house of pain (the house of pain)
\r\nIt was the wisest decision he ever made (ever made)
\r\nBut the dumbest thing he could ever do (could ever do)
\r\nWas try to buck a 380 on those that act shady
\r\nTell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do)
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\r\n[chorus]
\r\nCause I remember all those years
\r\nHow it was when you were here
\r\nI remember how it was, how it was when you were young
\r\nYesterday was so long ago (long ago)
\r\nKid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along now
\r\nDon't nobody wanna hear your old ass sing no more
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\r\nremember back when you had The Knack (had the knack)
\r\nAnd i remember when you had your first heart attack (heart attack)
\r\nI was right there laughin when I heard the news (heard the news)
\r\nI just wish the cardiac would'a murdered you (would'a murdered you)
\r\nMaybe Ice-T's right, you are a bitch (you are a bitch)
\r\nYou come around when you're broke and you leave when you're rich (leave when you're rich)
\r\nBut the dumbest thing that you could ever do (you could ever do)
\r\nWas try to buck a 380 on those that act shady
\r\nTell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do)
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\r\n[chorus]
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\r\nyo (yo) yo (yo) yo (yo)
\r\nRemember back in '94, like right before Ms. Everlast was Whitey Ford
\r\nBefore his heart attack had him on life support When house of pain was out of
\r\nfame like someone doused the flame And they became destined to never jump
\r\naround again
\r\nOr even further back, when i first had heard The Knack
\r\nAnd you were down with Syndicate, I went to get your shit, man
\r\nI was into it
\r\nBut then you went and took your style and switched the shit
\r\nNow you sound ridiculous you dickless piece of shit,
\r\nHow could you diss me, bitch?
\r\nI liked you, thought you was alright for a white dude,
\r\nRemember Sway and Tech when I came up and sat beside you
\r\nStarted rhymin, then you left the room
\r\nand didn't say goodbye or nothin?
\r\nLike you mad that someone else was
\r\nWhite and tried to rhyme or somethin
\r\nI'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin to steal your light or nothin
\r\nBut you're a homosexual, white rappin Irish {*Muslim*}
\r\nMan I wish I was irish, I could be a {*Muslim*} too
\r\nThen I'd be confused as you, and I wouldn't know what to do
\r\nWhat's up with you?
\r\nI never fucked with you, why would you fuck with me?
\r\nKnowin I could rap circles around you, what, you nuts as me?
\r\nPlus I can sing better than you and I don't fuckin sing
\r\nAnd probably play guitar better, and I ain't never touched a string
\r\nBut I ain't mad at you, I'd hate me too if I was you
\r\nI'm what you used to be, shit you was me in '92
\r\nSo everytime I write a lyric, I'mma think of you
\r\nAnd maybe that'll help me know what it's like to sing the blues
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\r\n[chorus]x2
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\r\nYou fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot, sissy, fuck
\r\nAnd by the way, a 380's a fuckin sissy gun
\r\nIf you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin real gun
\r\nYou little bitch
\r\nNext time say my fuckin name in a song
\r\nDon't be subliminal about it
\r\nYou wanna fuckin diss me, diss me you fuckin faggot
\r\nYou fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little bitch, fuckin cunt
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