The Way I Am (Cifrada)

Eminem

Curtain Call: The Hits [Deluxe Edition]


Tom: Am (Am Bdim G#dim/B G#dim/D Am/C Am Am Am/C E/G#dim Am) I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag Of this weed, it gives me the s*** 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 s*** 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 o’ 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 motherf***in’ 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 tempt 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 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 all you I don’t mean to be mean but that’s all I can be is just me And I am whatever you say I am If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am In the paper, the news, every day 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, every day 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 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 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 f***, when you won’t just put up With the bulls*** they pull ‘cause they full of s*** 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 upper class city Havin’ this happenin’ Then attack Eminem ‘cause I 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 And I am whatever you say I am If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am In the paper, the news, every day 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, every day 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 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 poppy sensation To cop me rotation at Rock & Roll stations And I just do not got the patience To deal with these cocky Caucasians who think I’m some whigger who just tries to be black ‘cause I talk with an accent And grab on my b***s, so they always keep askin’ the same f***in’ questions What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in The why, the who, what, when, the where, and the how Till I’m grabbin’ my hair and I’m tearin’ it out ‘Cause they drivin’ me crazy, I can’t take it I’m racin’, I’m pacin’, I stand and I sit And I’m thankful for every fan that I get But I can’t take a s*** in the bathroom without someone standin’ by it No, I won’t sign your autograph You can call me an a******, I’m glad ‘Cause I am whatever you say I am If I wasn’t, then why would I say I am In the paper, the news, every day 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, every day I am I don’t know it’s just the way I am

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