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I REMEMBER Lyrics

by Eminem

Your mother, you fuckin' fagot

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La da da, da da da, da da
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Aiyo, this next song is
Dedicated to the memory of Erik Shrody
Rest in peace, we ain't forget
About you, you fuckin' homo
We still remember

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

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

Like there's no tomorrow
(No tomorrow, come on)
Left his boys in the house of pain
(The house of pain)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Maybe Ice-T's right
You are a bitch
(You are a bitch)
You come around when you're broke
And you leave when you're rich

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

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

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

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

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

I liked you, thought you was alright for a white dude
Remember Sway and Tech
When I came up and sat beside you
Started rhymin', then you left the room
And didn't say goodbye or nothin'?

Like you was mad that someone else was
White and tried to rhyme or somethin'
I'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin' to steal your light or nothin'
But you're a homosexual, white rappin' Irish fagot
Man I wish I was Irish, I could be a fagot too

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

Knowin' I could rap circles around you
What, are you as nuts as me?
Plus I can sing better than you
And I don't fuckin' sing
And probably play guitar better
And I ain't never touched a string

But I ain't mad at you, I'd hate me too if I was you
I'm what you used to be, shit you was me in '92
So every time I write a lyric, I'ma think of you
And maybe that will help me know
What it's like to sing the blues

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

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

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

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

You fuckin' punk, pussy
You fuckin' fagot, sissy, fuck
And by the way, a three-eighty's a fuckin' sissy gun
If you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin' real gun

You little bitch
Next time say
My fuckin' name in a song
Don't be subliminal about it

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




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Daddy Yankee
Y me gusta tanto cuando se pega pega
Y me guaya guaya
Y se pega pega
Cuando le sueltan el dembow
Dembow bow bow
Papoose
So before leavin', yo it's a wise man I'm repeatin'
Two wrongs don't make a right, I believe in it makes a even
Paul Hardcastle
In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn't
It was different in many ways, as so were tose that did the fighting
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
I really wasn't sure what was going on

Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served
A twelve month tour of duty
But was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ni-ni-ni 19, Ni-ni-ni 19

Hundreds of thousands of men who saw heavy combat
In Vietnam were arrested since discharge
Their arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same age
There are no accurate figures of how many of these men
Have been incarcerated

But a Veterans Administration study
Concludes that the greater of vets
Exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances
Of being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the war
They won't forget what they've seen
Destruction of men in their prime
Whose average was 19

De-de-destruction
De-de-destruction
War, war

De-de-destruction, wa, wa, war, wa, war, war
De-de-destruction
War, war

After World War II the men came home together on troop ships
But the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between
World War II and Vietnam was coming home
None of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of them
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what
Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to ten years after coming home
Almost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

De-de-destruction
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni19 19
19, 19, 19, 19
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

When we came back it was different, everybody wants to know
"How'd it happened to those guys over there?
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do

There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now
All we want to do is come home

All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for?
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
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