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
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 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 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 motherfucking 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 just 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
Chorus:
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
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
Chorus
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 poppy 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\'m pacin
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
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
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
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