Luyện nghe bài hát The Way I Am [Explicit]

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

I sit with this pack of Zig-Zags and this bag
Of this weed, it me the shit needed to be
The meanest MC on this on this Earth
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to curse
And blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all tension
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 feeding my
To not come and to me
I don't know you, and no, I owe you a mothafuckin' thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you me
My is on empty, no patience is in me
And if you me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air
I don't who was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you, I don't 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
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 paper, the news, day I am
I know, it's just the way I am

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

I'm so sick and tired of being
That I wish that I 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 into some sensation
To cop me at rock-n-roll stations
And I just do not got the
To with these cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be
I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls
So they always asking the same fucking questions
school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who, what, when, the and the how
Till I'm grabbing my and I'm tearin' it out
they driving me crazy, I can't take it
I'm racin', I'm pacin', I and I sit
And I'm thankful for fan that I get
But I can't take a shit in the
Without someone by it
No, I won't sign you an
You can me an asshole, I'm glad, 'cause...

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 even my jam
'Cause I am 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, it's the way I am