I sit back with this pack of zigzags
and this bag of this weed
It gives me the shit needed to be
the most meanest MC on this earth
I've been cursed with this curse
to discurse and disperse this berserk
And bizarre shit that works and it sells
To relieve all this tension,
dispensing these sentences
recently off of this chest
And I rest again peacefully,
but at least have the decency in you
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 what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick
If you tempt me, my tank is on empty
who was there and who saw me
Just draw you or call you a lawyer
I'll smile in the courtroom
When we buy you a wardrobe,
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
Sometimes I just feel like my father,
With all of this nonsense
Oh, it's this lyrical content
That's so guilty conscious
That's gotten such rotten responses
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the media
So I point one back at him
But not the index or pinky
When you don't give a fuck
When you won't just put up
With the bullshit they pour
Cause they full of shit too,
when a dude's getting bullied
and shoots up your school
And they blame it on Maryland,
where were the parents at?
And look where it's at, middle America,
An upper class city having
But I'm glad cause they feed me
the fuel that I need for the fire to burn
And it's burnin' and I am returnin',
I am whatever you say I am
If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?
Radi o 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'm so sick and tired of being admired
let's stop with the fables
And I just do not got the pa tience
To deal with these cocky Caucasians
Who think I'm some wigger
who just tries to be black
Cause I talk with an accent
So they always keep asking
the same fucking questions
And why the who, what, when,
Till I'm grabbin' my hair
You been drivin' me crazy
I can't take it, I'm racin',
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 asshole
If I wasn't, then why would I say 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?
I don't know, it's just the way I am
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