Dre just let it run..Ey, yo' turn the beat up a little bit
Ey, yo' this song is for anyone...fuck itJust shut up and listen
I sit back with this pack of zig zagsAnd this bag, and this weed, it gets me
This shit need it to be, the most meanest MC
On this sea, on this earth, and since birthI've been cursed, with this curse
It dicursed, and displurt, disbisurkAnd bizarre shit that worths
And it sells and it helps and itselfs it realives
All this tension and this pension be sent
Incest get in this stress has been eatin' me recently
Offa this chest and I rest again in peacefully
But at least have the decents in you to leave me alone
When you freaks me out in the streetWhen I'm eating and feeding my daughter
And not come to speak to me
I don't know you and I don't owe you a muthafuckin' anything
I'm not mr. nsync, i'm not with your friends stink
I'm not mr. friendly, I can be a prickIf you tent me my tank is so empty
No patients is in me, and if you offend meI'm lifting you ten feet, in the air
I don't care who was there, and who saw meJust jaw you and call you a lawyer
File you a lawsuit, I smile in the court room
And buy you a woredrob, I'm tired to argue
I don't need to be mean, but that's all I can beIt's just me(Chorus)
And I am, whatever you say I amIf I wasn't, then why would I saw I am
In the paper, in the news, everyday I amRadio won't even play me jam
Cause I am, whatever you say I amIf I wasn't, then why would I saw I am
In the paper, in the news, everyday I amI don't know its just the way I am
Sometimes I just feel that my father I hate to be bothered
But all this nonsence is confidentOh, its his lyrical content
The song Guilty Consience has gotten such rotten responses
And all this contreversy circles meAnd it seems like the media
Immediately points the finger at me
So I point one back at them, but not the index
The pinky, or the ring, or the thumb is the one you put up
When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pulled, is they fooled this shit too
When a dude getting bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn, and the heroineWhere were they parents at?
And look where its at, middle america now its a tragedy
Now its so sad to see, end up a classity
Having this happening, then attack EminemCause I rap this way, but I'm glad
Cause they feed me a few that I need for the fire
To burn and this burned and I've returned(Chorus)And I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I saw I amIn the paper, in the news, everyday I am
Radio won't even play me jamCause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I saw I amIn the paper, in the news, everyday I am
I don't know its just the way I amI'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 fabels
I'm not gonna be able, to top on my name is
And pigeon holding just some poppy sensation
That caught me rotation at rock n' roll stations
And I just do not cut the patientsTo deal with this cocky caucasions
Who think I'm some wigger that trys to be black
Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same fuckin' questions
What school did I got to? what hood did I grew up in?
And the why, and who, what, and the where and the how
Till I'm grabbin' my hair and I'm tearin' it outCause they driving me crazy
I can't take it I'm racin', I'm pacin'I stand then I sit
And I'm thankful for every fan that I getBut I can't take a shit in the bathroom
Without someone standin' by itYou know I won't sign you autographs
You can call me an assholeI'm glad(Chorus)Cause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I saw I amIn the paper, in the news, everyday I am
Radio won't even play me jamCause I am, whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I saw I amIn the paper, in the news, everyday I am
I don't know its just the way I am |