I Am What I Am Slaughterhouse (Ft. Dido)
"I Am What I Am" by Slaughterhouse featuring Dido is a #HipHop track released in 2012. The song explores themes of self-acceptance, identity, and resilience, emphasizing the importance of being true to oneself despite challenges. Its unique blend of rap and melodic vocals creates an emotional depth, resonating with listeners and contributing to discussions on authenticity in the music industry.
[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, nigga, my mentality iller
I cheated death like a casualty killer
They asking me questions like why am I not on reality television
I tell 'em niggas that my reality realer
I'm just a regular nigga
Of above average intelligence with a knack to write raps
Then come right back and sell it to niggas
You shouldn't waste trying me, time I mean
I'm the kind that'll lay you down if your living room
And 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 shit 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, bitch, I don't tell long stories
My mindframe and perspective is on some absurd shit
Sometimes I feel like my brain's having sex with the word "it"
Fuck it then, shorty, fuck it then
Once I pray twice, I sin
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, nigga, my mentality iller
I cheated death like a casualty killer
They asking me questions like why am I not on reality television
I tell 'em niggas that my reality realer
I'm just a regular nigga
Of above average intelligence with a knack to write raps
Then come right back and sell it to niggas
You shouldn't waste trying me, time I mean
I'm the kind that'll lay you down if your living room
And 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 shit 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, bitch, I don't tell long stories
My mindframe and perspective is on some absurd shit
Sometimes I feel like my brain's having sex with the word "it"
Fuck it then, shorty, fuck it then
Once I pray twice, I sin
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