Luyện nghe bài hát Way I Am, The

Dre, let it run
Aiyyo turn the up a little bit
Aiyyo, this song is for anyone, it
shut up and listen, aiyyo

I sit back with pack of zig zags and this bag
Of weed it gives me the shit needed to be
The most MC on this, on this earth
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just
And just blurt this berserk and shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to
All this tension dispensin' sentences
Gettin this stress been eatin' me recently off of this chest
And I rest peacefully
But at have the decency in you
To me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets I'm eatin' or feedin' my daughter
To not and speak to me

I know you and no
I don't owe you a thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a
If you me my tank is on empty
No patience is in me and if you me
I'm you 10 feet in the air
I don't care who is and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a
I'm of all you
I mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me

And I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news I am
won't even play my jam

'Coz I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the paper, the news I am
I don't know it's the way I am

Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be
With all of this nonsense it's
And, "Oh, his lyrical content
The song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten rotten responses"
And all of this circles me
And it seems like the media points a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or
Or the or the thumb, it's the one you put up
When you don't give a fuck, when you just put up
With the bullshit pull, 'coz they full of shit too

When a dude's gettin' and shoots up his school
And blame it on Marilyn and the heroin
were the parents at? And look where it's at
Middle America, now it's a
Now it's so sad to see, an upper class
this happenin'
Then attack 'coz I rap this way
But I'm glad 'coz they me the fuel that I need for the fire
To burn and it's and I have returned

And I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the paper, the news I am
Radio won't even my jam

'Coz I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the paper, the everyday I am
I don't know it's the way I am

I'm so sick and tired of bein
That I that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label and stop with the
I'm not gonna be to top on "My Name is"
And pigeon-holed into some pop-py
To cop me at rock 'n' roll stations
And I just do not got the
To deal with cocky caucasians who think
I'm some wigger who just tries to be black I talk
With an accent, and on my balls, so they always keep askin'
The same questions

What did I go to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who when, the where, and the how
'Til I'm my hair and I'm tearin' it out
'Coz they drivin' me crazy, I can't it
I'm racin', I'm pacin', I and I sit
And I'm for every fan that I get
But I take a shit, in the bathroom
Without standin' by it
No I won't your autograph
You can call me an asshole, I'm

'Coz I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the paper, the everyday I am
Radio won't play my jam

I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news I am
I don't know it's the way I am