I Am What I Am Lyrics - Singles - Chubb Rock

[verse one] 

Here we go, ha ha 

Thou shalt not have no other great one but me 

Transcribin my lyrics is the c-h-u-b 

The lyrics that you hear is not his but mine 

While, biblical words don't need to ra-hyme 

I said, "let there be a light," and there was light 

And the breeze (? ), like that kid who made "i-ight" 

But men took mad dominion, over men 

Hard bondage with backs and, knees that must bend 

But only in prayer, I make your head need ibuprof'/bayer 

Call me, the number one player 

But hey.. the one pharoahes, parlayed 

In the land of egypt, when that slave shit behaved 

Bythia(? ) drew me, from the nile to smile on the people 

After me there will be a sequel 

And I'll praise my name, in the jam 

Call me what you want, but I am what I am 

[verse two] 

Hehe, I live in the souls of men, and women 

And pilgrims and children who wiggle, to the rhythm 

Just go, the people have corrupted themselves 

They toke the devil's smoke, puffing their l's 

I'll send, my only son down, to bless you 

And observe how you know him, and that will test you 

Years, of sufferation, will burn the nation 

With adultery, skirt-chasin and crotch-blazin 

You never learn - look how many times I kilt ya 

I burnt ya, I drowned ya, I froze ya 

I stripped your land and destroyed ya culture 

Next time you better give me some 

R-e-s-p-e (c-t) now hold ya but I love ya 

I invented aids but also, invented the rubber 

Each one teach one brother 

Take my name in vain and you're gone like damn 

Call me what you want, but I am what I am 

[verse three] 

Ha ha 

Now you got light skin, dark skin, east coast, west coast 

Old school, new school, dumb-ass fools 

One land, one people, I am the one 

Figure you disobeyed so I made the word "nigger" 

You can change the diction, but can't change what I'm writin 

I script those pulitzer books for that kid, michael crichton 

Like {*tch tch tch*} I am the hi-hat 

I am the m-i-c, I am easy mo bee 

And easy mo is me, he gets down when I want him to get down 

I put the heights in the crown 

I wrote the dead sea scrolls, I'm "strictly business" 

I made erick and parrish go gold 

My crew is tan, darker than tan, I made the ku klux klan 

I made rush +def+ but, able to +jam+ 

I'm flam, and I'm intricate 

You must and should be a fan and I am what I am 

[verse four] 

The praise of the "goodfella" is long past done 

Deniro's an actor, on cue, totin a gun 

Action! forty-five colt bolt, it gets messy 

Then copycat murders flow to joe schmoe pesci 

Then the ladies, sex, to the break of dawn and 

Another quaalude, and she'll love me in the mornin 

Fast pace, "scarface," you can't win, god's race 

When you're sparkin noah's ark, and you're in god's place 

Baby - cock up your foot and you act crazy 

Every "distinguished gentleman" wants a lady 

You can't bug, when you wanna play real life cocoa 

When you're "down and out in beverly hills" with oprah 

"mi vida loca," and then it turns to weed smokers 

Then you're dead, dealin with them kids from +cosa nostra+ 

But no autographs you must, already be a fan 

I am what I am and that's all that I am