Dre just let it run
A yo turn the beat up a little bit, а 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 MС on this - on this Earth
And since birth I&39ve 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&39s 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&39m eatin or feedin my daughter
To not come and speak to me -
I don&39t know you and no, I don&39t owe you a mo-therfuck-ing thing
I&39m not Mr. N&39Sync I&39m not what your friends think
I&39m 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&39m liftin you 10 feet
In the air I don&39t care who is there and who saw me jus jaw you
Go call you a lawyer go file you a lawsuit
I&39ll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I&39m tired of all you -
I don&39t mean to be mean but that&39s all I can be is just me
Hook
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn&39t then why would I say I am
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won&39t even play my jam
Cuz I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn&39t then why would I say I am
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don&39t know it&39s just the way I am
Sometimes I just feel like my father
I hate to be bothered
With alla this nonsense it&39s constant
Oh it&39s 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 immediately
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&39s the one you put up
When you don&39t give a fuck when you won&39t just put up
With the bullshit they pull cuz they fulla shit too
When a dude&39s 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&39s at
Middle America now it&39s a tragedy now it&39s so sad to see
An upperclass city havin this happenin -
Then attack Eminem cuz I rap this way
But I&39m glad cuz they feed me the fuel that I need
For the fire to burn in it&39s burnin and I have returned
Hook
And I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn&39t then why would I say I am
In the paper, the news everyday I am
Radio won&39t even play my jam
Cuz I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn&39t then why would I say I am
In the paper, the news everyday I am
I don&39t know it&39s just the way I am
I&39m 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&39m not gonna be able to top what my name is
And pigeon-holed into some pop-y 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&39m 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&39m grabbin my hair and I&39m tearin it out
Cuz they drivin me crazy -
I can&39t take it I&39m racin I&39m pacin
I stand and I sit
I&39m thankful for every fan that I get
But I can&39t take a shit in the bathroom
Without someone standin by it
No I won&39t sign your autograph
You can call me an asshole I&39m glad