Mr. Bigg-E
Bluelighter
***The following lyrics is of the rapper Eminem venting his anger towards the critics that continously chastise his talent and music. Certain right wing extremist would like for him to be expunge from the music industry. They also formulated a opinion that Eminem's music contributes to the sporadic decay of america's youth.***
***You must be wondering why I posted this song.*** I believe Mr. Mathers clearly projects the sense of reality in this world and exerts definitive expressions that We are in a place full of condascending stereotypes. Some of you msy not agree to the kind of semantics Eminem used to this song but it is greatly effective and proven to be direct to the point.
Eminem's words considerably reflects the "fight" that Kurt Cobain and Tupac Shakur manifested year's ago.
Posting a topic like this *hopefully* will open people's minds into realization and take a step back to re-think their actions before rushing to any judgements or conclusions. And I know MANY of you can relate to Eminem's great anger due to our generation being treated unfairly and being given no respect. There is a limit of how far you can be "polite" to anyone. Sometimes, you just want to lift your middle finger and yell a big FUCK YOU to your detractors. I know I Am.****
The Way I Am (Eminem)
Whatever...
Aight yo, turn the beat up a little bit
Aight yo, this song is for anyone..fuck it
Just shut up and listen, aight 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' these sentences
Gettin this 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
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 mo-therfuck-in 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 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 of 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 should I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday 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 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 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 fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of 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 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 everyday 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 everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
I'm so sick and tired of being 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 pop-py sensation
to cop me rotation at rock n' roll stations
And I just do not got the patience
to deal with these cocky caucasians who think
I'm some wigga who just 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, the where and the how
'til 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 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
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
FUCK YOU
**Let's continue the fight!**
[This message has been edited by v8 (edited 11 October 2000).]
***You must be wondering why I posted this song.*** I believe Mr. Mathers clearly projects the sense of reality in this world and exerts definitive expressions that We are in a place full of condascending stereotypes. Some of you msy not agree to the kind of semantics Eminem used to this song but it is greatly effective and proven to be direct to the point.
Eminem's words considerably reflects the "fight" that Kurt Cobain and Tupac Shakur manifested year's ago.
Posting a topic like this *hopefully* will open people's minds into realization and take a step back to re-think their actions before rushing to any judgements or conclusions. And I know MANY of you can relate to Eminem's great anger due to our generation being treated unfairly and being given no respect. There is a limit of how far you can be "polite" to anyone. Sometimes, you just want to lift your middle finger and yell a big FUCK YOU to your detractors. I know I Am.****
The Way I Am (Eminem)
Whatever...
Aight yo, turn the beat up a little bit
Aight yo, this song is for anyone..fuck it
Just shut up and listen, aight 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' these sentences
Gettin this 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
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 mo-therfuck-in 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 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 of 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 should I say I am?
In the paper, the news everyday 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 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 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 fuck, when you won't just put up with the bullshit they pull, cause they full of 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 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 everyday 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 everyday I am
I don't know it's just the way I am
I'm so sick and tired of being 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 pop-py sensation
to cop me rotation at rock n' roll stations
And I just do not got the patience
to deal with these cocky caucasians who think
I'm some wigga who just 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, the where and the how
'til 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 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
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
FUCK YOU
**Let's continue the fight!**
[This message has been edited by v8 (edited 11 October 2000).]
