The Way I Am
INTRO:
….man whatever
Ima gonna kill this one
Ayo turn me up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone...fuck it
Just shut up and listen, ayo
VERSE 01:
I sit here with this pen writin and rhymin while smilin
Of this shit on TV that makes me feel like fightin
The most genius MC on this, in this world
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
When they hurt with a smurk that makes this shit hurt
And the sound it helps in itself to relieve
All this aggression dispensin in my emphasis
By getting this stress that's been eating me recently off of my chest
As I rhyme again peacefully
To leave us alone, when you freaks see us out
In the streets when we're walkin not tryin to be bothered
To not come and stalk us cause our lives don't matter
I ain't no mothafuckin G or thugin
I'm a fuckin human being, I'm not what you people think
We're not all friendly, we can be pricks
Why do you attempt to get us out of memory
No love is in you and all you do is tremor
When someone comes near me
I don't care who you is and what color you is when you see me
Go call you a lawyer, file me a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and give you a award
I'm tired of all you, don't care if I'm mean
But that's all I can be is just Bre
HOOK:
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
VERSE 02:
Sometimes I feel like you don't bother
To comment because you hate to be bothered with our solvent
And, “oh, it's just another concept”
The song Mosh has gotten such rotten responses
And all of these facts circle me
And It seems like the media don't even see that we
So we point a finger at them while theres is at me
Ain't my index or pinkie, ain't my ring or thumb
It's the one I put up when I don't give a fuck
With the bullshit you pull, cause y'all full of shit too
When a kid gets murdered over running without a hand tool
And they say where violent and say fuck to them
Where are the brains at and look where we're at
White AmeriKa, now it's so tragic
Now it's so sad too see, the police get killed and we
Havin this happenin?
Then attack a black boy cause you made them this way
But I'm glad cause you give us the strength that we need to proceed
Through the darkness that we have performed
HOOK:
VERSE 03:
I'm so sick and tired of being despised
That I wish that I would just die or you'd expire
And get shot with a rifle, let's stop with the fables
I think it's time for us to turn the tables
Let's say fack too these assholes on my cable
And I do not have the patience
To be civil with these racist Caucasians who think
We just some n***as who don't give two fucks
Cause we have ghetto accents, and we show our butts
And you mothafuckers ask the same fuckin question
What school you'd grow up, what hood you fuck up in
The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how
Til we're grabbin our guns and we're shootin it out
Cause you drive us crazy, I can't take it
I'm racing, I'm pacing, I stand and I sit
And we don't got no man that will lead us
And we can't go into a store without getting stalked by someone passin by it
No I won't shut my fucking mouth
You can call me a n***a I'm glad cause
HOOK:
….man whatever
Ima gonna kill this one
Ayo turn me up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone...fuck it
Just shut up and listen, ayo
VERSE 01:
I sit here with this pen writin and rhymin while smilin
Of this shit on TV that makes me feel like fightin
The most genius MC on this, in this world
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
When they hurt with a smurk that makes this shit hurt
And the sound it helps in itself to relieve
All this aggression dispensin in my emphasis
By getting this stress that's been eating me recently off of my chest
As I rhyme again peacefully
To leave us alone, when you freaks see us out
In the streets when we're walkin not tryin to be bothered
To not come and stalk us cause our lives don't matter
I ain't no mothafuckin G or thugin
I'm a fuckin human being, I'm not what you people think
We're not all friendly, we can be pricks
Why do you attempt to get us out of memory
No love is in you and all you do is tremor
When someone comes near me
I don't care who you is and what color you is when you see me
Go call you a lawyer, file me a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and give you a award
I'm tired of all you, don't care if I'm mean
But that's all I can be is just Bre
HOOK:
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
VERSE 02:
Sometimes I feel like you don't bother
To comment because you hate to be bothered with our solvent
And, “oh, it's just another concept”
The song Mosh has gotten such rotten responses
And all of these facts circle me
And It seems like the media don't even see that we
So we point a finger at them while theres is at me
Ain't my index or pinkie, ain't my ring or thumb
It's the one I put up when I don't give a fuck
With the bullshit you pull, cause y'all full of shit too
When a kid gets murdered over running without a hand tool
And they say where violent and say fuck to them
Where are the brains at and look where we're at
White AmeriKa, now it's so tragic
Now it's so sad too see, the police get killed and we
Havin this happenin?
Then attack a black boy cause you made them this way
But I'm glad cause you give us the strength that we need to proceed
Through the darkness that we have performed
HOOK:
VERSE 03:
I'm so sick and tired of being despised
That I wish that I would just die or you'd expire
And get shot with a rifle, let's stop with the fables
I think it's time for us to turn the tables
Let's say fack too these assholes on my cable
And I do not have the patience
To be civil with these racist Caucasians who think
We just some n***as who don't give two fucks
Cause we have ghetto accents, and we show our butts
And you mothafuckers ask the same fuckin question
What school you'd grow up, what hood you fuck up in
The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how
Til we're grabbin our guns and we're shootin it out
Cause you drive us crazy, I can't take it
I'm racing, I'm pacing, I stand and I sit
And we don't got no man that will lead us
And we can't go into a store without getting stalked by someone passin by it
No I won't shut my fucking mouth
You can call me a n***a I'm glad cause
HOOK: