Luyện nghe bài hát I Am What I Am

[verse
we go, ha ha
Thou not have no other great one but me
my lyrics 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 there be a light," and there was
And the breeze (? ), like that kid who "i-ight"
But men took mad dominion, men
bondage with backs and, knees that must bend
But only in prayer, I make your head ibuprof'/bayer
Call me, the number one
But hey.. the one pharoahes,
In the land of egypt, when that slave shit
Bythia(? ) drew me, 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

two]
Hehe, I in the souls of men, and women
And pilgrims and children who wiggle, to the
Just go, the have corrupted themselves
They toke the smoke, puffing their l's
send, my only son down, to bless you
And observe how you know him, and that will you
Years, of sufferation, will the nation
adultery, skirt-chasin and crotch-blazin
You never learn - look how many times I ya
I burnt ya, I 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 aids but also, invented the rubber
one teach one brother
Take my name in vain and gone like damn
Call me you want, but I am what I am

three]
Ha ha
Now you got light skin, skin, east coast, west coast
Old school, new school, fools
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 I'm writin
I script those pulitzer books for that kid, michael
{*tch 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 when I 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 made rush but, able to +jam+
I'm flam, and I'm
You must and should be a fan and I am I am

[verse
The of the "goodfella" is long past done
Deniro's an actor, on cue, a gun
Action! colt bolt, it gets messy
Then copycat murders flow to joe 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 sparkin noah's ark, and in god's place
Baby - up your foot and you act crazy
Every "distinguished gentleman" wants a
You can't bug, you wanna play real life cocoa
you're "down and out in beverly hills" with oprah
"mi vida loca," and then it turns to weed
Then you're dead, dealin with them from +cosa nostra+
But no autographs you must, be a fan
I am what I am and all that I am