Luyện nghe bài hát I Am What I Am

[verse
we go, ha ha
Thou shalt not no other great one but me
Transcribin my is the c-h-u-b
The lyrics that you hear is not his but
While, words don't need to ra-hyme
I said, "let there be a light," and was light
And the (? ), like that kid who made "i-ight"
But men mad dominion, over men
Hard bondage with and, knees that must bend
But only in prayer, I make your head ibuprof'/bayer
Call me, the one player
But hey.. the one pharoahes,
In the land of egypt, when that slave shit
Bythia(? ) me, from the nile to smile on the people
After me will be a sequel
And praise my name, in the jam
Call me you want, but I am what I am

[verse
Hehe, I live in the of men, and women
And pilgrims and who wiggle, to the rhythm
go, the people have corrupted themselves
They toke the devil's smoke, puffing l's
I'll send, my son down, to bless you
And observe how you know him, and will test you
Years, of sufferation, burn the nation
adultery, skirt-chasin and crotch-blazin
You never learn - look how times I kilt ya
I burnt ya, I drowned ya, I ya
I stripped your land and ya culture
Next time you better give me
(c-t) now hold ya but I love ya
I invented aids but also, the rubber
one teach one brother
Take my name in and you're gone like damn
Call me what you want, but I am I am

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Ha ha
Now you got light skin, dark skin, east coast, west
Old school, new school, dumb-ass
One land, one people, I am the one
Figure you disobeyed so I the word "nigger"
You can change the diction, but can't change I'm writin
I those pulitzer books for that kid, michael crichton
Like tch tch*} I am the hi-hat
I am the m-i-c, I am mo bee
And easy mo is me, he gets down I want him to get down
I put the heights in the
I wrote the sea scrolls, I'm "strictly business"
I made erick and go gold
My crew is tan, darker than tan, I the ku klux klan
I rush +def+ but, able to +jam+
I'm flam, and I'm
You must and be a fan and I am what I am

four]
The praise of the "goodfella" is past done
Deniro's an actor, on cue, a gun
Action! colt bolt, it gets messy
Then murders flow to joe schmoe pesci
Then the ladies, sex, to the of dawn and
Another quaalude, and she'll me in the mornin
Fast pace, "scarface," you can't win, race
When you're noah's ark, and you're in god's place
Baby - cock up your and you act crazy
Every "distinguished gentleman" wants a
You can't bug, when you wanna play real life
When "down and out in beverly hills" with oprah
"mi loca," and then it turns to weed smokers
Then you're dead, with them kids from +cosa nostra+
But no autographs you must, be a fan
I am what I am and that's all I am