Luyện nghe bài hát The Way I Am

Dre let it run
Ey yo the beat up a little bit
Ey yo this song is for
it just shut up and listen

Ey yo
I sit back, this pack, of zigzags
And this bag, of this
It gives me, the shit needed to be, the most meanest MC on
On this earth since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it and it helps in its self to relieve
All tension dispensing me, sentence is getting it
The stress has eating me, recently
Off of this chest and I rest to get
But at least have the decency in you to leave me
When you see me out in the streets
When I'm or feeding my daughter to not come and speak to me
I don't know you and no I don't owe you a motherfuckin'
I'm not Mr.'N Sync and I'm not what your friends
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 lifting you ten
In the air, I care who was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go you a lawyer
you a lawsuit, I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm of all you
I don't mean to be but it's all I can be, it's 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
won't even 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 know just the way I am

Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be
With all of this nonsense it's constant, and "oh it's his content!"
The song "Guilty Conscience" has gotten such rotten
And all of this controversy me and it seems
Like the immediately points a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em, but not the or the pinky
Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up you don't give a fuck
When you won't just put up with the bullshit they
'Cause they of shit too
When a gettin' bullied and shoots up his school
And blame it on Marilyn
And the heroin, where the parents at?
And look at it's at
Middle America, now a tragedy, now it's so sad to see
An upper class city having this
Then attack 'cause I rap this way
But I'm glad 'cause they me the fuel
That I need for the fire to burn and burnin' and I have returned

And I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the papers, the news, I am
won't even 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 know it's the way I am

I'm so sick and of being admired
That I wish that I would die or get fired
And drop from my label and with the fables
I'm not gonna be to top on "My name is"
And pigeon to some poppy sensations
cop me rotation at rock 'n' roll stations
And I just do not got the
To with these cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigga who just tries to be
'Cause I talk with an and grab on my balls
So they keep asking the same fucking questions
What did I go to, what 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 take it, I'm racing, I'm pacing, I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for fan that I get, but I can't take a shit
In the bathroom without 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 even my jam
'Cause I am, you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the papers, the news, I am
I don't it's just the way I am