Luyện nghe bài hát The Way I Am [Explicit]

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

I sit back with pack of Zig-Zags and this bag
Of weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this on Earth
And birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in to relieve all this tension
Dispensing these sentences, getting this
been eating me recently off of this chest
And I rest peacefully
But at least have the in you
To me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets I'm eating or feeding my daughter
To not come and to me
I know you, and no, I don't 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 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
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a
I'm tired of all you, I mean to be mean
But that'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 paper, the news, day I am
won't even play 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

Sometimes I just feel like my
I hate to be with all of this nonsense, it's constant
And, Oh, it's his lyrical content, the song Guilty Conscience has such rotten responses
And all of controversy circles me
And it seems like the media immediately a finger at me
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or
Or the ring or the thumb, the one you put up
you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of too
When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his
And they it on Marilyn and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look it's at!
Middle America, now a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class
Havin' this
Then attack Eminem I rap this way
But I'm glad, they 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 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 don't know, just the way I am

I'm so and tired of being admired
That I that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label, let's with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Is"
And pigeon-holed into some sensation
To cop me rotation at stations
And I do not got the patience
To deal with these Caucasians
Who think I'm some who just tries to be black
'Cause I with an accent, and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same questions
What 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 hair and I'm 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
someone standing by it
No, I won't you an autograph
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
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, it's the way I am