'The Way I Am'- Eminem
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(from http://www.angelfire.com/de/eminem/wayiam.html)
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,
mc,
on this sea,
and the earth,
and since birth,
i've been cursed,
with this curse,
that just cursed,
and just blurt,
it's bezerk,
and bizarre shit that works,
and it sells,
and it helps,
in itself,
to relieve,
all this tension,
dispensing me
sentence is getting it,
stress has been eating me,
recently,
off of 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 im 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 motherfuckin thing,
i'm not Mr. Nsync,
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 lifting you ten feet
in the air,
i don't care,
who was there,
and who saw me,
destroy you,
i'll call you a lawyer
file you a lawsuit,
i ll smile in the courtroom,
and buy you a wardrobe,
i'm tired of arguing,
i don't mean,
to be mean,
but it's all i can be,
it's just me,
and i am,
whatever you say i am,
if i wasn't,
then why would i say i am?
in the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday i am,
i don't know it's just the way i am
sometimes i just feel like my father,
I hate to be bothered,
with all of this nonsense,
it's constant,
and "oh it's just lyrical content"
the song "guilty conscience"
has gotten such rotten responses,
and all of this controversy,
circles me,
and it seems like the media,
immediately points a finger at me,
so I point one back at them
but not the index,
or the 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 bull shit they pull,
cuz they full of shit too,
when a dude's,
gettin bullied,
and shoots,
up your school,
and they blame it on Marilyn,
and the heroin,
where were the parents at?
and look at where it's at,
middle America,
now it's a tragedy,
now it's so sad to see,
in upper classity
having this happening,
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,
and it's burnin'
and I,
have returned,
and i am,
whatever you say i am,
if i wasn't,
then why would i say i am?
in the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday i am,
i don't know it's just the way i am
i'm so sick and tired,
of bein admired
that I,
wish that I,
would just die,
or get fired,
and drop from my label,
and stop with the fables
i'm not goin to be able,
to top on my name is,
and pigeons holdin,
to some poppy sensations,
they caught me in rotation,
at rock n roll stations,
and i just do not got the patience,
to deal with this cocky caucasions
who think im some wigger,
who just tries to be black,
cuz i talk with an accent
and then grab on my balls,
till they always keep askin the same fuckin questions,
what school did i go to?
what hood i grew up in?
the why?
the who what?
when?
and the where?
and the how?
till im grabbin my hair,
and im tearin it out,
you ve been drivin 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 get,
but i can't take a shit,
in the bathroom without someone standing,
by it,
No,i won't sign your autograph,
you can call me an asshole
i'm glad,
and i am,
whatever you say i am,
if i wasn't,
then why would i say i am?
in the papers, 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 papers, the news, everyday i am,
i don't know it's just the way i am
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