Luyện nghe bài hát I Am What I Am

[verse
we go, ha ha
Thou shalt not have no other one but me
Transcribin my is the c-h-u-b
The that you hear is not his but mine
While, biblical don't need to ra-hyme
I said, "let be a light," and there was light
And the breeze (? ), that kid who made "i-ight"
But men mad dominion, over men
Hard with backs and, knees that must bend
But only in prayer, I your head need ibuprof'/bayer
Call me, the one player
But hey.. the one pharoahes,
In the land of egypt, when slave shit behaved
Bythia(? ) drew me, from the to smile on the people
After me there be a sequel
And I'll 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 and children who wiggle, to the rhythm
Just go, the people have 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 that test you
Years, of sufferation, burn the nation
adultery, skirt-chasin and crotch-blazin
You never learn - look how times I kilt ya
I ya, I drowned ya, I froze ya
I stripped land and destroyed ya culture
Next time you give me some
R-e-s-p-e (c-t) now ya but I love ya
I invented aids but also, invented the
one teach one brother
Take my name in vain and you're gone like
Call me you want, but I am what I am

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

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