Luyện nghe bài hát The Way I Am [Explicit]

...Man,
Dre, let it run
Ayo, the beat up a little bit
Ayo, song is for anyone...
Fuck it, just up and listen, ayo

I sit back with pack of Zig-Zags and this bag
Of this weed, it gives me the needed to be
The most meanest MC on this on Earth
And since I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this
Dispensing these sentences, this stress
That's been eating me recently off of this
And I rest peacefully
But at least have the in you
To leave me alone, when you see me out
In the streets when I'm eating or my daughter
To not and speak to me
I don't you, and no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, 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 is in me
And if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten in the air
I don't care who was there and who saw me jaw you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a
smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you, I mean to be mean
But 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 paper, the news, day I am
Radio even play my jam
I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why I say I am?
In the paper, the news, day I am
I don't know, just the way I am

Sometimes I just feel my father
I hate to be bothered with all of nonsense, it's constant
And, Oh, his lyrical content, the song Guilty Conscience has gotten such rotten responses
And all of this controversy me
And it seems like the immediately points a finger at me
So I point one at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
Or the ring or the thumb, the one you put up
When you don't give a fuck, when you just put up
With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of too
When a getting bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where at!
Middle America, now a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class
Havin' this
Then Eminem 'cause I rap this way
But I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn and it's burning, and I returned

And I am you say I am
If I wasn't, why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, day I am
Radio won't play my jam
I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news, day I am
I don't know, just the way I am

I'm so and tired of being admired
I wish that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label, let's with the fables
I'm not be able to top on "My Name Is"
And pigeon-holed some poppy sensation
To cop me at rock-n-roll stations
And I just do not got the
To deal these cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger who just to be black
'Cause I with an accent, and grab on my balls
So they keep asking the same fucking questions
What school did I go to, what hood I up in
The why, the who, what, when, the and the how
Till I'm my hair and I'm tearin' it out
'Cause driving me crazy, I can't take it
I'm racin', I'm pacin', I and I sit
And I'm thankful for every fan I get
But I can't take a shit in the
someone standing by it
No, I sign you an autograph
You can me an asshole, I'm glad, 'cause...

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