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Eminem - Remember Me?

Piesa Eminem Remember Me? face parte de pe albumul The Marshall Mathers LP , lansat in anul 2000 la casa de discuri Interscope Records .

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Remember me? 
(Seven executions) 
Remember me? 
(I have no remorse) 
 
Remember me? 
(I'm 'High Powered') 
Remember me? 
  (I drop bombs like Hiroshima) 
 
For this one it's the X, you retarded? 
'Cause I grab the mic and get down, like Syndrome 
Hide and roam into the masses, without boundaries 
Which qualifies me for the term 'Universal' 
 
Without no rehearsal, I leak words that's controvers'al 
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see 
'Cause I'll hit yo' ass like the train did that bitch 
That got "Banned From TV" 
 
Heavyweight hitter 
Hit you, watch your whole head split up 
Loco-is-the-motion, we comin' th'ough 
Hollow tips is the lead the .45 threw 
 
Remember me? 
(Throw ya gunz in the air) 
Remember me? 
(Slam, slam) 
 
Remember me? 
(Nigga 'Bacdafucup') 
Remember me? 
 (Chka-chka-Onyx) 
 
Niggaz that take no for an answer, get told no 
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like, "No, no, no!" 
Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her 
Better come better than better to be a competitor 
This vet is ahead of the shit is all redder, you deader and deader 
A medic instead-a the cheddars and credda 
 
Settle vendetta one metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto 
Evidence? Nope, never leave a shred-of 
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me 
My moms got raped by the industry and made me 
 
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you 
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total 
Want beef, nigga? You better dead that shit 
My name should be "Can't believe that Nngga said dat shit" 
 
Probably sayin', "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin' myself 
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor 
So think what I'm-a do to you, have done to you 
Got niggaz in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two 
 
What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We glock-busters 
'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters 
'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us 
I'm gettin' wires, niggaz wantin' me dead, wantin' my head 
You think it could be somethin' I said? 
 
Remember me? 
(I just don't give a fuck) 
Remember me? 
(Yeah, fuck you too!) 
 
Remember me? 
(I'm low down and I'm shifty) 
Remember me? 
(I'm Shady) 
 
When I go out, I'm-a go out shootin' 
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to da club, stupid 
I'm tryin' to clear up my fuckin' image, so I promised the fuckin' critics 
I wouldn't say, "Fuckin'" for six minutes 
 
Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on 
My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde 
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on 
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts 
 
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom 
Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on? 
Came home and somebody musta broke in the back window 
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats 
 
Sick, sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen 
With M-16's and ten clips each 
And them shits reach through six kids each 
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets? 
 
Fuck that, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash 
And re-appear in hell with a can of gas and a match 
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at 
What the fuck you starin' at, nigga? 
 
Don't you remember me? 
Remember me? 
Remember me? 
Remember me?


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