Slaughterhouse - I Am What I Am lyrics

[Intro: Dido] I am what I am I do what I want I am what I am I do what I want [Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"] Yeah, I ain't with the formalities, n***a, my mentality iller I cheated d**h like a casualty k**er They asking me questions like why am I not on reality television I tell 'em n***as that my reality realer I'm just a regular n***a Of above average intelligence with a knack to write raps Then come right back and sell it to n***as You shouldn't waste trying me, time I mean I'm the kind that'll lay you down if you looking wrong Let the iron make irony I ain't gone hit you with the tough talking, y'all get enough of that Usually when a rapper do that sh** that's just his luck talking Hold up, if it ain't Crook, Joell or Budden Then oh well, I'm living with more "oh well's" than "what if's" If I don't sell, I don't worry To make a long story short, b**h, I don't tell long stories My mindframe and perspective is on some abusrd sh** Sometimes I feel like my brain's having s** with the word "it" f** it then, shorty, f** it then Once I prayed twice, I sinned [Hook: Royce da 5'9" & (Dido)] (Oh, I am what I am I do what I want) This ain't that singly, jingly sh** But go 'head, baby But go 'head, baby If I, I, I, I started to sing What would it matter? [Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"] In front of my son I'm a son of a gun Because his granddaddy been swearing at him for being bratty since he been a baby And I [?] then f** it The same parenting method my daddy used with me I used with him Even no one was rough then Long as he know I love him so unconditional that he could even be gay I wouldn't disown him for nothing And all you n***as going "pause, pause", I'll shoot you in your f**ing head I love my mama Can't even give her $500 without her being like "Ryan, you got your own problem" I wish my big brother would just man up and quit copping pleas You an alcoholic, I'm an alcoholic That sh** ain't gotta stop you, fool, cause it ain't stopping me You got some kids that I would like to meet I ain't seen you in a while, but I heard you ain't a sight to see We on the same team, why the f** you fighting me? Greg We on the same team, why the f** you fighting me, n***a? [Hook] [Verse 3: Joe Budden] Shorty, you gotta know I notice it all You looking like you going through a Joe withdrawal Remember I did that cushion sh** to slow the fall But now I gotta let a know-it-all know it all I watch from a far thinking "damn it, you ain't grow at all" Your soul hurting you thinking that I owe it all Can't see how I'm so involved, I just love both of y'all Still you thinking that you got played on that show ill I'm thinking "b**h", but you got paid on that show, chill Cause what I'm going through is much more real A lot of friction back and forth with my addiction of pills My grandfather 'bout to die, but let me know how he feel Spending some of his last breaths taking me out of his wheel Trust me, if I could change these selfishness and trade it for selflessness I would just to help this rebelliousness but He ain't get that, nah, so I don't want the sh** He fighting cancer while I've been busy becoming it He fighting d**h, I'm fighting life in a lifeless If you both live it k**s me to write this, I'm like f** it then, shorty, f** it then This type of life should be a sin [Hook]