D-12 Featuring Eminem I Remember Lyrics

I Remember Lyrics

Your mother, you fuckin faggot

La da da, da da da, da da
(repeated)

Aiyo, this next song is dedicated to the memory of Erik
Shrody
Rest in peace, we aint 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 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 380 on
those who act shady
Tell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna
do)

[chorus]
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 380 on those who
act shady
Tell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna
do)

[chorus]

yo (yo) yo (yo) yo (yo)
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 rediculous you
dickless 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 {*faggot*?}
Man I
wish I was irish, I could be a {*faggot*?} 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 everytime I write a lyric, I'mma think
of you
And maybe that will help me know what it's like to sing the
blues

[chorus]x2

You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot,
sissy, fuck
And by the way, a 380'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 faggot
You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little
bitch, fuckin cunt