作词 : Marshall Mathers/E. Collins/K. Jones/Andre R. Young 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/E. Collins/K. Jones/Andre R. Young Remember me? ("Step in, execution") 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 controversial 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 through Hollow tips is the lead, the .45 threw
Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!") Remember me? ("Slam! Slam!") Remember me? (Bitch 'Bacdafucup') Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!")
Bitches 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 that'll **** 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 bitch ever, I told you I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total Want beef, bitch? PBBT! You better dead that shit My name should be 'Can't-Believe-That-Bitch-Said-That-Shit' Probably sayin, "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin myself Smoke death, **** niggas raw, on the kitchen floor So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you Got niggas 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 niggas wantin me dead, wantin my head
Remember me? ('I just don't give a ****!') Remember me? ('Yeah, **** you too!') Remember me? ("I'm low down and I'm shifty!") Remember me? ("I'm Shady!")
When I go out, I'ma go out shootin I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid I'm tryin to clear up my ****ing' image so I promised the ****ing critics I wouldn't say '****' for six minutes
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 shit 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? **** THAT! PBBT! 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 **** you starin at, bitch?)
Don't you remember me?! Remember me?!! Remember me??! REMEMBER ME!!!!
[00:00.00] 作词 : Marshall Mathers/E. Collins/K. Jones/Andre R. Young [00:01.00] 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/E. Collins/K. Jones/Andre R. Young [00:22.56]Remember me? ("Step in, execution") [00:24.82]Remember me? ("I have no remorse") [00:27.44]Remember me? ("I'm 'High Powered'") [00:30.15]Remember me? ("I drop bombs like Hiroshima") [00:32.48] [00:38.39]For this one it's the X, you retarded? [00:40.92]Cause I grab the mic and get DOWN, like Syndrome [00:44.42]Hide and roam into the masses, without boundaries [00:47.30]which qualifies me for the term "universal" [00:50.57]Without no rehearsal, I leak words that's controversial [00:54.21]Like I'm not, the one you wanna contest, see [00:56.70]cause I'll hit yo' ass like the train did that bitch [00:59.28]that got "Banned From TV" -- heavyweight hitter [01:02.65]Hit you watch your whole head split up [01:05.28]Loco-is-the-motion, we comin through [01:07.34]Hollow tips is the lead, the .45 threw [01:10.08] [01:10.47] [01:10.86]Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!") [01:12.68]Remember me? ("Slam! Slam!") [01:15.40]Remember me? (Bitch 'Bacdafucup') [01:18.00]Remember me? ("Chka-chka-Onyx!") [01:20.23] [01:20.85]Bitches that take no for an answer, get told no [01:23.22]Yeah I been told no but it was more like, "No, no, no!!!" [01:26.31]Life a bitch that'll **** you if you let her [01:28.78]Better come better than better to be a competitor [01:31.30]this vet is ahead of, [01:32.41]The shit is all redder, you deader and deader [01:34.24]A medic instead-a the cheddars and credda [01:36.19]Settle vendetta one metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto [01:39.04]Evidence? NOPE! Never leave a shred-of [01:41.31]I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me [01:44.96]My moms got raped by the industry and made me [01:47.43]I'm the illest bitch ever, I told you [01:50.12]I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total [01:52.59]Want beef, bitch? PBBT! You better dead that shit [01:55.25]My name should be 'Can't-Believe-That-Bitch-Said-That-Shit' [01:57.91]Probably sayin, "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin myself [02:00.44]Smoke death, **** niggas raw, on the kitchen floor [02:03.29]So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you [02:05.76]Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two [02:08.84]What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We glock busters [02:11.36]'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters [02:14.58]'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us [02:16.82]I'm gettin wires niggas wantin me dead, wantin my head [02:20.05] [02:24.27] [02:25.00]Remember me? ('I just don't give a ****!') [02:27.48]Remember me? ('Yeah, **** you too!') [02:29.86]Remember me? ("I'm low down and I'm shifty!") [02:32.80]Remember me? ("I'm Shady!") [02:34.76] [02:35.61]When I go out, I'ma go out shootin [02:37.45]I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid [02:40.81]I'm tryin to clear up my ****ing' image [02:42.63]so I promised the ****ing critics [02:44.12]I wouldn't say '****' for six minutes [02:46.10] [02:48.53]My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde [02:51.14]So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on [02:53.72]I may be wrong, I keep thinkin these crazy thoughts [02:56.33]in my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom [02:59.30]('Is she really on as much shit as you say she's on?') [03:01.80]Came home, and somebody musta broke in the back window [03:04.64]and stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats [03:07.55]Sick sick dreams of picnic scenes, two kids, sixteen [03:10.37]with M-16's and ten clips each [03:12.84]And them shits reach through six kids each [03:15.09]And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets? [03:18.03]**** THAT! PBBT! You faggots can vanish to volcanic ash [03:21.02]and re-appear in hell with a can of gas, AND a match [03:23.65]Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at [03:27.42](What the **** you starin at, bitch?) [03:28.88] [03:29.38]Don't you remember me?! [03:31.46]Remember me?!! [03:33.91]Remember me??! [03:36.67]REMEMBER ME!!!!
