The Way I Am
Eminem vs. Marilyn Manson Lyrics


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Man, whatever
Dre just let it run
Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone
Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo

I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zag's 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
Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress
That's been eating 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 eating or feeding my daughter
To not come and speak to me, I don't know you
And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' 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 lifting you ten feet in the air
I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw 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 you, I don't mean to be mean
But that's all I can be, it's just me

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

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 getting 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 happening
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 burning, 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, 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

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, let's stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name Is"
And pigeon-holed into some poppy 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 wigger who just tries to be black
'Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same fucking 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 grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out
'Cause they driving 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 standing by it
No, I won't sign you an autograph
You can call me an asshole, I'm glad

'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
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

Overall Meaning

In Eminem vs. Marilyn Manson's song The Way I Am, the two artists express their frustration with the media's constant scrutiny on their lives. The lyrics talk about the pressure to conform to society's norms, and the frustration that comes with not being able to express oneself without being criticized. Eminem acknowledges his reputation as a controversial figure in the media, but he reinforces that he won't change who he is to please anyone else. He raps about not wanting to be bothered by the nonsense that surrounds him, and how he will always strive to be the most meanest MC on Earth.


Eminem's lyrics also touch on his feelings of being trapped by fame, and how he wishes he could just be left alone to live a normal life. He expresses his weariness with being admired constantly and the pressure of living up to expectations, wanting to just die or get fired. He talks about the media's tendency to blame him for societal issues like school shootings, and how it gives him fuel for his fire to continue rapping with the same fervor.


Overall, the song seems to be a call to arms for those who feel like they don't fit in, telling them to embrace their uniqueness and not care about what others think. It serves as a reminder to stay true to oneself no matter what the world throws at them.


Line by Line Meaning

Man, whatever
I don't care about anything right now


Dre just let it run
Dr. Dre, let the music play without interruption


Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Hey, increase the volume of the music


Ayo, this song is for anyone
Hey, this song is for everyone


Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo
Forget everything else and focus on the music


I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zag's 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
I smoke weed to feel more confident when rapping and to express my anger and aggression through my music, which is what makes me the best rapper on Earth


And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension
I say crazy and weird things in my music that people like and buy, and it helps me release my stress and anger


But at least have the decency in you To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter To not come and speak to me, I don't know you And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing
When I'm out in public with my daughter, don't approach me or bother me. I don't owe you anything and I don't know you


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 lifting you ten feet in the air I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you
I'm not a pop star like N'Sync, I'm not as friendly as people think, and I have no patience. If you anger me, I'll physically hurt you without caring who is watching


Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
If you try to sue me, I'll be happy to defend myself in court and even offer to buy you some new clothes to replace the ones you might lose in the lawsuit


I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean But that's all I can be, it's just me 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 I don't know, it's just the way I am
I'm tired of people judging me and making assumptions about my character. I am who they say I am, and the media never plays my music because of their negative portrayal of me. But that's just who 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."
Sometimes I feel like my dad who was also criticized for what he did. I hate dealing with all the negative attention, specifically regarding my song 'Guilty Conscience'


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
The media is always blaming me for controversy, so I blame them back. I raise my middle finger because I don't care what they think. They are hypocrites


When a dude's getting 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 happening Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way
When someone gets bullied and shoots up a school, people blame Marilyn Manson and drugs like heroin instead of looking at the root cause of the problem, like the parents. These events are now tragedies that occur in middle America, an area previously assumed to be safe. But still, people attack me believing my music is a direct cause of these events


But I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need For the fire to burn, and it's burning, and I have returned
Despite the backlash I receive, I'm happy because it gives me the motivation to continue making music and keep things fiery in the business


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, let's stop with the fables I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name Is"
I'm tired of being admired and all the pressure and expectations that come with it. Sometimes I just wish I could disappear from the scene. I can't keep up with the success of my previous hit "My Name Is"


And pigeon-holed into some poppy 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 wigger who just tries to be black
I don't want to be pigeon-holed into making pop music just to get on the radio. I don't have the patience to deal with arrogant white people who think I'm trying to be black just because of the way I speak or present myself


'Cause they driving 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 standing by it No, I won't sign you an autograph You can call me an asshole, I'm glad
Dealing with all this negativity is driving me insane. I'm constantly pacing and can't even use the bathroom alone because of fans. I don't even enjoy signing autographs anymore and I'm fine with people insulting me




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Marshall B Mathers

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@B_11

Man, whatever
Dre, just let it run
Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone...
Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo
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
Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress
That's been eating 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 eating or feeding my daughter
To not come and speak to me
I don't know you, and no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' 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 lifting you ten feet in the air
I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw 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 you, I don't mean to be mean
But that's all I can be, it's just me
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, huh
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 getting 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 burning, 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, 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
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, let's stop with the fables
I'm not gonna be able to top on "My Name Is"
And pigeon-holed into some poppy 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 wigger who just tries to be black
'Cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls
So they always keep asking the same fucking 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 grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out
'Cause they driving 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 standing by it
No, I won't sign you an autograph
You can call me an asshole, I'm glad, '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
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



All comments from YouTube:

@klevi1031

This is the real Bad meets Evil.

@jakethefox9439

this would be Evil Meets Evil

@general00.84

Cala essa boca

@austinwillhelm3612

😂😂 a year later still hilarious

@hanadoyle8984

don't disrespect Royce like that man

@zkprintf

Evil meets Devil

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@heavymetalheretic5386

The King of Shock rocks and the King of Shock rap.

@therollingreviewer6379

I will not call eminem a king compared to ll cool j.

@therollingreviewer6379

@EndOfTheNight I'm not going to be someone like you. So I send love your way.

@datboi-kn5us

​@The Rolling reviewer ur right he's better in every way compared to ll cool J

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