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 this pack of Zig-Zags and this bag
Of weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
The most MC on this on this Earth
And since birth been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that
And it sells and it in itself to relieve all this tension
Dispensing these sentences, getting stress
That's been eating me 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 when I'm eating or my daughter
To not and speak to me
I don't know you, and no, I don't owe you a thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your 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 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, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a
I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be
But that's all I can be, it's me

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, 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 Conscience has gotten such rotten responses
And all of controversy circles me
And it like the media immediately points 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
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
were the parents at? And look where it's at!
Middle America, now it's a
Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class
this happening
Then attack 'cause I rap this way
But I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to 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 even 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, it's the way I am

I'm so sick and of being admired
That I wish that I would just die or get
And dropped from my label, let's stop with the
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Is"
And pigeon-holed into some sensation
To cop me at rock-n-roll stations
And I just do not got the
To deal with cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger who tries to be black
'Cause I talk an accent, and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the fucking questions
What school did I go to, what I grew up in
The why, the who, what, when, the and the how
I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out
'Cause they driving me crazy, I can't it
I'm racin', I'm pacin', I and I sit
And I'm thankful for every fan I get
But I can't a shit in the bathroom
Without standing 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, then why 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, just the way I am