Lirik Lagu I Remember - D-12 F/ Eminem
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
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 ShrodyRest in peace, we aint forget about you, you fuckin homoWe 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 shadyTell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do)
[chorus]Cause I remember all those yearsHow it was when you were hereI remember how it was, how it was when you were youngYesterday was so long ago (long ago)Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along nowDon'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 richBut the dumbest thing he could ever do (could ever do)Was try to buck a 380 on those who act shadyTell 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 FordBefore his heart attack had him on life supportWhen house of pain was out of fame like someone doused the flameAnd they became destined to never jump around againOr even further back, when i first had heard The KnackAnd you were down with Syndicate, I went to get your shit, manI was into itBut then you went and took your style and switched the shitNow 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 youStarted rhymin, then you left the roomand didn't say goodbye or nothin?Like you was mad that someone else wasWhite and tried to rhyme or somethinI'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin to steal your light or nothinBut you're a homosexual, white rappin Irish {*faggot*?}Man I wish I was irish, I could be a {*faggot*?} tooThen I'd be confused as you, and I wouldn't know what to doWhat'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 singAnd probably play guitar better, and I ain't never touched a stringBut I ain't mad at you, I'd hate me too if I was youI'm what you used to be, shit you was me in '92So everytime I write a lyric, I'mma think of youAnd maybe that will help me know what it's like to sing the blues
[chorus]x2
You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot, sissy, fuckAnd by the way, a 380's a fuckin sissy gunIf you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin real gunYou little bitchNext time say my fuckin name in a songDon't be subliminal about itYou wanna fuckin diss me, diss me you fuckin faggotYou fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little bitch, fuckin cunt
La da da, da da da, da da (repeated)
Aiyo, this next song is dedicated to the memory of Erik ShrodyRest in peace, we aint forget about you, you fuckin homoWe 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 shadyTell me now what you gonna do (now what you gonna do)
[chorus]Cause I remember all those yearsHow it was when you were hereI remember how it was, how it was when you were youngYesterday was so long ago (long ago)Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit came along nowDon'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 richBut the dumbest thing he could ever do (could ever do)Was try to buck a 380 on those who act shadyTell 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 FordBefore his heart attack had him on life supportWhen house of pain was out of fame like someone doused the flameAnd they became destined to never jump around againOr even further back, when i first had heard The KnackAnd you were down with Syndicate, I went to get your shit, manI was into itBut then you went and took your style and switched the shitNow 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 youStarted rhymin, then you left the roomand didn't say goodbye or nothin?Like you was mad that someone else wasWhite and tried to rhyme or somethinI'm sorry man, I wasn't tryin to steal your light or nothinBut you're a homosexual, white rappin Irish {*faggot*?}Man I wish I was irish, I could be a {*faggot*?} tooThen I'd be confused as you, and I wouldn't know what to doWhat'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 singAnd probably play guitar better, and I ain't never touched a stringBut I ain't mad at you, I'd hate me too if I was youI'm what you used to be, shit you was me in '92So everytime I write a lyric, I'mma think of youAnd maybe that will help me know what it's like to sing the blues
[chorus]x2
You fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin faggot, sissy, fuckAnd by the way, a 380's a fuckin sissy gunIf you're gonna shoot somebody use a fuckin real gunYou little bitchNext time say my fuckin name in a songDon't be subliminal about itYou wanna fuckin diss me, diss me you fuckin faggotYou fuckin punk, pussy, you fuckin little bitch, fuckin cunt
