Eminem
The Way I Am
[Introduzione]
Dre just let it run
A yo turn the beat up a little bit
A yo
This song is for anyone
Fuck it shut up and listen
[Verso 1]
A yo,
I sit back with this pack
of Zig Zags and this bag
Of this weed it gives me
the shit needed to be
The most meanest Mcee
on this -- on this Earth
And since birth
I've been cursed
with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk
and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps
in itself to relieve
All this tension dispensin me
sentences gettin it
Stress that's been eaten me
recently offa this chest
And I rest again peacefully --
But at least have the decency
in you to leave me alone
When you freaks see
me out in the streets
when I'm eatin
or feedin my daughter
To not come and speak to me --
I don't know you and no,
I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-ing thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync
I'm not what
your friends think
I'm not Mr. friendly
I can be a prick
If you tip me
my tank is on empty
No patience is in me and
if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet
In the air I don't care
who is there
and who saw me jus jaw you
Go call you a lawyer
go file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom
and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you --
I don't mean to be mean
but that's all
I can be... is just me
[Ritornello]
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won't even
play my jam
Cuz I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don't know... it's just the way I am
[Verso 2]
Sometimes I just feel like my father
I hate to be bothered
With alla this nonsense it's constant
Oh it's his lyrical content
the song 'Guilty Concience'
has gotten such rotten responses
And all-a this controversy
circles me
And it seems like the media immedietly
Points a finger at me --
So I point one back at em
but not the index or pinky
Or the ring or the thumb
it's the one you put up
When you don't give a fuck
when you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pull
cuz they fulla shit too
When a dude's gettin bullied
and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn--
And the heroin where
were the parents at
And look where it's at
Middle America
now it's a tragedy
now it's so sad to see
An upperclass city
havin this happenin --
Then attack Eminem
cuz I rap this way
But I'm glad
cuz they feed me
the fuel that I need
For the fire to burn in
it's burnin
and I have returned
[Ritornello]
[Verso 3]
I'm so sick and tired
of being admired
That I wish I would
just die or get fired
And drop from my label
and stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able
to top what My Name Is...
And pigeon-holed into
some pop-y sensation
To cop me rotation
at rock-an-roll stations
And I just do not
got the patience --
To deal with these
cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger
who just tries to be black
Cuz I talk wit an accent
and grab on my balls
So they always keep askin
the same fucking questions
What school did I go to
what hood I grew up in
And why the who what when
the where and the how
till I'm grabbin my hair
and I'm tearin it out
Cuz they drivin me crazy --
I can't take it I'm racin
I stand and I sit
I'm thankful for
every fan that I get
But I can't take a shit in the bathroom
Without someone standin by it
No I won't sign your autograph
You can call me an asshole
I'm glad
[Ritornello]
Dre just let it run
A yo turn the beat up a little bit
A yo
This song is for anyone
Fuck it shut up and listen
[Verso 1]
A yo,
I sit back with this pack
of Zig Zags and this bag
Of this weed it gives me
the shit needed to be
The most meanest Mcee
on this -- on this Earth
And since birth
I've been cursed
with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk
and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps
in itself to relieve
All this tension dispensin me
sentences gettin it
Stress that's been eaten me
recently offa this chest
And I rest again peacefully --
But at least have the decency
in you to leave me alone
When you freaks see
me out in the streets
when I'm eatin
or feedin my daughter
To not come and speak to me --
I don't know you and no,
I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-ing thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync
I'm not what
your friends think
I'm not Mr. friendly
I can be a prick
If you tip me
my tank is on empty
No patience is in me and
if you offend me I'm liftin you 10 feet
In the air I don't care
who is there
and who saw me jus jaw you
Go call you a lawyer
go file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom
and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you --
I don't mean to be mean
but that's all
I can be... is just me
[Ritornello]
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won't even
play my jam
Cuz I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't then why would I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don't know... it's just the way I am
[Verso 2]
Sometimes I just feel like my father
I hate to be bothered
With alla this nonsense it's constant
Oh it's his lyrical content
the song 'Guilty Concience'
has gotten such rotten responses
And all-a this controversy
circles me
And it seems like the media immedietly
Points a finger at me --
So I point one back at em
but not the index or pinky
Or the ring or the thumb
it's the one you put up
When you don't give a fuck
when you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pull
cuz they fulla shit too
When a dude's gettin bullied
and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn--
And the heroin where
were the parents at
And look where it's at
Middle America
now it's a tragedy
now it's so sad to see
An upperclass city
havin this happenin --
Then attack Eminem
cuz I rap this way
But I'm glad
cuz they feed me
the fuel that I need
For the fire to burn in
it's burnin
and I have returned
[Ritornello]
[Verso 3]
I'm so sick and tired
of being admired
That I wish I would
just die or get fired
And drop from my label
and stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able
to top what My Name Is...
And pigeon-holed into
some pop-y sensation
To cop me rotation
at rock-an-roll stations
And I just do not
got the patience --
To deal with these
cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger
who just tries to be black
Cuz I talk wit an accent
and grab on my balls
So they always keep askin
the same fucking questions
What school did I go to
what hood I grew up in
And why the who what when
the where and the how
till I'm grabbin my hair
and I'm tearin it out
Cuz they drivin me crazy --
I can't take it I'm racin
I stand and I sit
I'm thankful for
every fan that I get
But I can't take a shit in the bathroom
Without someone standin by it
No I won't sign your autograph
You can call me an asshole
I'm glad
[Ritornello]
