Luyện nghe bài hát The Way I Am

Dre let it run
Ey yo turn the up a little bit
Ey yo this is for anyone
Fuck it just shut up and

Ey yo
I sit back, with pack, of zigzags
And bag, of this weed
It gives me, the shit to be, the most meanest MC on this
On this 'cause since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in its to relieve
All this tension dispensing me, sentence is it
The has been eating me, recently
Off of this chest and I to get peacefully
But at least have the decency in you to leave me
When you freaks see me out in the
When I'm or feeding my daughter to not come and speak to me
I know you and no I don't owe you a motherfuckin' thing
I'm not Mr.'N Sync and I'm not what friends think
I'm not Mr.Friendly, I can be a prick, if you me my tank is on empty
No patience is in me and if you offend me I'm you ten feet
In the air, I don't who was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a
File you a lawsuit, I'll smile in the and buy you a wardrobe
I'm of all you
I don't mean to be mean but it's all I can be, just me

And I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the papers, the news, I am
Radio won't even my jam
'Cause I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, why would I say I am?
In the papers, the news, I am
I know it's just the way I am

Sometimes I feel like my father, I hate to be bothered
With all of this nonsense it's constant, and "oh it's his content!"
The song "Guilty Conscience" has gotten rotten responses
And all of this controversy circles me and it
Like the media immediately a finger at me
So I point one at 'em, but not the index or the pinky
Or the or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a fuck
When you won't just put up with the bullshit pull
'Cause 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 at where it's at
Middle America, now it's a tragedy, now so sad to see
An upper class city this happening
Then attack 'cause I rap this way
But I'm glad 'cause they feed me the
That I for the fire to burn and it's burnin' and I have returned

And I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, why would I say I am?
In the papers, the news, I am
Radio won't even my jam
'Cause I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, why would I say I am?
In the papers, the news, I am
I don't know just the way I am

I'm so sick and tired of admired
That I wish I would just die or get fired
And drop from my and stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My is"
And pigeon to some poppy sensations
They cop me rotation at rock 'n' roll
And I do not got the patience
To deal with cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigga who just tries to be
I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
So they keep asking the same fucking questions
What school did I go to, hood I grew up in, the why, the who, what
When and where and the how, I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearing it out
You've been me crazy
I can't it, I'm racing, I'm pacing, I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for every fan I get, but I can't take a shit
In the without someone standing by it
No I won't sign autograph, you can call me an asshole, I'm glad

I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the papers, the news, I am
Radio won't play my jam
'Cause I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, why would I say I am?
In the papers, the news, I am
I don't it's just the way I am