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"The Way I Am"

[Eminem]
Whatever..
Dre, just let it run
Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit
Aiyyo.. this song is for anyone.. fuck it
Just shut up and listen, aiyyo..

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 -- 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 these sentences
Gettin this stress that's been eatin me recently off of this chest
And I rest again peacefully (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 (speak to me)..
I don't know you and no,
I don't owe you a mo-therfuck-in 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 tempt me my tank is on empty (is on empty)..
No patience is in me and if you offend me
I'm liftin you 10 feet (liftin you 10 feet).. in the air
I don't care who is there and who saw me destroy you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of arguin' (of arguin')..
I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me

[Chorus: Eminem]

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
Cause 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

[Eminem]
Sometimes I just feel like my father, I hate to be bothered
With all of this nonsense it's constant
And, "Oh, it's his 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 (finger at me)..
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
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, cause they full of shit too
When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn (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 upper class ci-ty
Havin this happenin (this happenin)..
Then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way)..
But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire
To burn and it's burnin and I have returned

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
I'm so sick and tired of bein admired
That I wish that I would just die or get fired
And dropped from my label and stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name is.."
And pigeon-holed into some pop-py sensation
To cop me rotation at rock'n'roll stations
And I just do not got the patience (got the patience)..
To deal with these cocky caucasians who think
I'm some wigger who just tries to be black cause I talk
With an accent, and grab on my balls, so they always keep askin
The same fuckin questions (fuckin questions)..
What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in
The why, the who what when, the where, and the how
'til I'm grabbin my hair and I'm tearin it out
Cause they drivin me crazy (drivin me crazy).. I can't take it
I'm racin, I'm pacin, I stand and I sit
And I'm thankful for ev-ery 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

Eminem
If I were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show love
Or would it matter
Can never be the lead-off batter if there aint
Shit for me to feed off
I'm see-saw battlin'
But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for A joke You smokin' crack?
'fore I do that, I beg Mariah to take me back
I get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground, 'fore I put some whack Shit
out
I'm trynna smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
Ya'll steady tryin' to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothin' but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shootin' I'm just trynna to knock His
teeth out (Punching Sound)
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, muthafucka if you're really feelin' froggish, leap
Yo Slim, you gonna let him get away with that
He tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that
Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap,
This is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music stops

Swift
There ain't no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you woulda tried
The only way I'm leavin' this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennesy,
Got drunk then I finished he (gunshot sound)
I'm every nigga's favorite arch-enemy
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga wit beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger in the dark dilligently
I'm not what ya think
I appear to be fucked up
Mentally endangered
I can't stay away from a razor
I just want my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for acres
I murder you
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of sam, bitch, I'm surgical
I'm allergic to dyin', ya think not ya got balls
We can see how large
When the music stops

Kon Artist
I was happy havin' a deal at first
Thought money would make me happy but
It only made my pain worst
It hurts when you see ya friends turn their back on you dawg
When you ain't got nothin' left but ya word and ya balls
And your stress full of cause
Of ya new friends they beggin' wit they hands out
Checkin' for your record when it's sellin'
When it ain't, that's the end, no laughs
No friends no girl
Just the gin u drink till you car spin you then
Screech
Damn!
Crash
you slam into the wall and you fall
Out the car, trynna crawl with one arm
About to lose it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music Stops

Kuniva
Let's see how many of ya men loyal
When I pull up lookin' for ya
Wit a pistol sippin' on a can of Pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust ya head would just explode
With red stuff I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin' about how you shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'll run while given the chance
Understand I can enchance the spirit of man
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dyin' alone that really
Hurts me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and stop trynna walk how g's walk before we spark
Hump the floor while we playin tug of war with your life, fuck the tour and the Mic
I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like
yoU high hype poppin' shit in broad daylight nigga your a goner at night