THE WAY I AM
This song is for anyone
f--k it.
Just shut up and listen
I sit back with this pack
of Zig Zags and this bag
of this weed it gives me
the s--t needed to be
the most meanest MC
on this Earth and since birth
I've been cursed with this curse
to just curse and just blurt
this berserk and bizarre s--t that works
And it sells and it helps in itself
to relieve all this tension
dispensin’ these sentences
Gettin’ this stress
that's been eatin’ me recently
off of this chest
and I rest again peacefully…
but at least have the decency
in you to leave me
alone, when you freaks
see me out in the streets
when I'm eatin’ or feedin’
my daughter to not
come and speak to me
I don't know you
and no, I don't owe you
a mo-therf--k-ing
thing, I'm not Mr. N'Sync,
I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly,
I can be a prick if you tempt me
my tank is on empty
No patience is in me
and if you offend me
I'm liftin’ you 10 feet
in the air
I don't care
who is there
and who saw me destroy you
Go call you a lawyer,
file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom
and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you...
I don't mean to be mean
but that's all I can be
is just me
And I am,
whatever you say I am
If I wasn't,
then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the news everyday I am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am,
whatever you say I am
If I wasn't,
then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the news everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
Sometimes I just feel like my father,
I hate to be bothered
with all of this nonsense
it's constant
And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content -
- the song 'Guilty Conscience'
has gotten such rotten responses"
And all of this controversy
circles me and it seems
like the media immediately
points a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em,
but not the index or pinkie
or the ring or the thumb,
it's the one you put up
when you don't give a f--k,
when you won't just put up
with the bulls--t they pull,
cause they full of s--t too
When a dude's getting’ bullied
and shoots up his school
and they blame it on Marilyn
and the heroin -
Where were the parents at?
And look where it's at
Middle America,
now it's a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see,
an upper class ci-ty
havin’ this happenin’
then attack Eminem
cause I rap this way
But I'm glad cause they feed
me the fuel that I need
for the fire to burn
and it's burnin’
and I have returned.
I'm so sick and tired
of bein’ admired
that I wish that I
would just die or get fired
and dropped from my label
and stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able
to top on "My Name is..."
And pigeon-holed into some
pop-py sensation
to cop me rotation
at rock'n'roll stations
And I just do not got the patience
to deal with these cocky caucasians
who think I'm some wigger
who just tries to be black
cause I talk with an ac-
cent, and grab on my balls,
so they always keep askin’
the same f--kin’ questions
What school did I go to,
what hood I grew up in
The why, the who what when,
the where, and the how
'til I'm grabbin’ my hair
and I'm tearin’ it out
cause they drivin’ me crazy...
I can't take it
I'm racin’, I'm pacin’,
I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for ev-
ery fan that I get
But I can't take a sh-t,
in the bathroom without
someone standin’ by it
No I won't sign your autograph
You can call me an ass---le
I'm glad ‘cuz I am,
whatever you say I am
If I wasn't,
then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the news everyday I am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am,
whatever you say I am
If I wasn't,
then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the news everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
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This song is for anyone
f--k it.
Just shut up and listen
I sit back with this pack
of Zig Zags and this bag
of this weed it gives me
the s--t needed to be
the most meanest MC
on this Earth and since birth
I've been cursed with this curse
to just curse and just blurt
this berserk and bizarre s--t that works
And it sells and it helps in itself
to relieve all this tension
dispensin’ these sentences
Gettin’ this stress
that's been eatin’ me recently
off of this chest
and I rest again peacefully…
but at least have the decency
in you to leave me
alone, when you freaks
see me out in the streets
when I'm eatin’ or feedin’
my daughter to not
come and speak to me
I don't know you
and no, I don't owe you
a mo-therf--k-ing
thing, I'm not Mr. N'Sync,
I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly,
I can be a prick if you tempt me
my tank is on empty
No patience is in me
and if you offend me
I'm liftin’ you 10 feet
in the air
I don't care
who is there
and who saw me destroy you
Go call you a lawyer,
file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom
and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you...
I don't mean to be mean
but that's all I can be
is just me
And I am,
whatever you say I am
If I wasn't,
then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the news everyday I am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am,
whatever you say I am
If I wasn't,
then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the news everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
Sometimes I just feel like my father,
I hate to be bothered
with all of this nonsense
it's constant
And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content -
- the song 'Guilty Conscience'
has gotten such rotten responses"
And all of this controversy
circles me and it seems
like the media immediately
points a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em,
but not the index or pinkie
or the ring or the thumb,
it's the one you put up
when you don't give a f--k,
when you won't just put up
with the bulls--t they pull,
cause they full of s--t too
When a dude's getting’ bullied
and shoots up his school
and they blame it on Marilyn
and the heroin -
Where were the parents at?
And look where it's at
Middle America,
now it's a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see,
an upper class ci-ty
havin’ this happenin’
then attack Eminem
cause I rap this way
But I'm glad cause they feed
me the fuel that I need
for the fire to burn
and it's burnin’
and I have returned.
I'm so sick and tired
of bein’ admired
that I wish that I
would just die or get fired
and dropped from my label
and stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able
to top on "My Name is..."
And pigeon-holed into some
pop-py sensation
to cop me rotation
at rock'n'roll stations
And I just do not got the patience
to deal with these cocky caucasians
who think I'm some wigger
who just tries to be black
cause I talk with an ac-
cent, and grab on my balls,
so they always keep askin’
the same f--kin’ questions
What school did I go to,
what hood I grew up in
The why, the who what when,
the where, and the how
'til I'm grabbin’ my hair
and I'm tearin’ it out
cause they drivin’ me crazy...
I can't take it
I'm racin’, I'm pacin’,
I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for ev-
ery fan that I get
But I can't take a sh-t,
in the bathroom without
someone standin’ by it
No I won't sign your autograph
You can call me an ass---le
I'm glad ‘cuz I am,
whatever you say I am
If I wasn't,
then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the news everyday I am
Radio won't even play my jam
Cause I am,
whatever you say I am
If I wasn't,
then why would I say I am?
In the paper,
the news everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
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