Whatever...dre just let it run..hey yo turn the beat up a little bit..yo this song is for anyone..fuck it..shut up and listen..hey 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 the scene on this earth

And since birth

I've been cursed with this curse to just curse

And jsut blurt

Just bezerk

And bizarre shit that works

And it sells and it helps

In itself differently

All this tension

Dispensin these sentences

Gettin the stress

That's been eatin 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 on 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 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 pantience is in me

And if you offend me

I'm liften you ten feet

In the air

I don't care who is there

And who saw me

Just jar you

Well call you a lawyer

And file you a lawsuit

I'll smile in the courtroom

And buy you a wardrobe

I'm tired of arguin

I don't mean to be mean but that's all I can be is just me

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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 jams

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 dont 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

Oh it's his lyrical content

The song guilty conciense has gotten such rotten responses

And all of this controversy circles me

And it seems that the media immediatly 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 jjust won't put up

With the bullshit they pull

Cause they full of shit too

When the dudes gettin bullied and shoots up the school

And they blame it on marilyn

And the heroin

Where where the parents at

Look where it's at

Middle america

Now it's a tragedy

Now it's so sad to see

End up a class that he havin this happenin

Then attack eminem cause I rap this way

But i'm glad cause they feed me the fumes I need for the fire to burn and this burnin and eye of returnin

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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 gonna be able to top what my name is

And people hold in to some poppy sensation

That got me rotation

On rock and roll station

And I jsut do not got the patience

To deal with these cocky caucasions

Who think im some wigga who tries to be black

Cause I talk with an accent

And grab on my balls

So 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 where and the how

Till i'm grabbin my hair and i'm tearin it out

Cuase they drivin me crazy

I cant take it

I'm racin and pacin

I stand and I sit

And 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 asswhole i'm glad

[chorus]