Luyện nghe bài hát Leave Me Alone

(original by dr. aka kool keith; remixed by leeroy thornhill)

(intro)
Yeah, to all my fans, for who don't know
What been going through to make my own, yeah...

Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I upset music fans
Hey yo my man, look at my hands, they look human,
You I'm a monster, ill circus clown, I'm not a specimen
Don't look at me funny I come around
And y'all been trying to me out for years
Trying to reduplicate me, but they can't, so they me
While white boys rub the heads of black music a japanese assistant
What a chinese kid know about the rap game, it's a shame
As I see 'em bet
a million of creative rappers tryin' to be me
I'm starting to feel like hendrix
When they cover the story who started
put blankets over my interviews
They don't want to see me on 7 news
Tellin the truth of the project
Which they always have secret spies in eyes
Watchin me record my album, sending producers with tracks
And dats, up my whole format
Can you imagine doing that would need more to function
With an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin back
Talkin about mariah carey's
Makin' an average group buck dance like a barrel full of
While I out to do the shopping, boy
You're a quick phone call
my sound is too new and different
I need to be a regular dru hill, a little more ill
Hey keith we you to be ill!

Yeah, me alone!
Hey keith, we you to be ill!

Of course I'm hard to work with, cos you're to work with
I don't be the insane clown posse and collaborate
I'm tryin' to innovate and quick at a fast rate
Why you mad? cos I'm
You do the material
When I sit and watch you act big
Spend budget on your video
I'm in one of my 3 luxury eating raisin bran cereal
While you front, 'lo take my white rhyme down to world's fargo
How long's it gonna
900 and clear, talkin' with a clerk
I don't need a binge year
Took of my paperwork
Take the united out to vegas
the average r'n'b group is doing a promo concert
Ignoring your phone calls from broke
Who try to put out underground
Try to get me to rap on a wacky-ass track one g
How dare you try to me?
I got 40 grand for 3 minutes to write a with prodigy
Other crews don't get, but you got the nerve to call me welcome to the
Stand as a witness, work on stomach, use physical fitness
I ain't playin' all this african stuff, all the same

I don't need a joe neckbone puttin' his on my cd
Enjoyin' apple and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the throne
No, I'm the regular picture by the hotel saint bonaventure
Besides I do wear a cold winter
And eat at resturants... yeah!

Yeah, me alone!
Hey keith, we you to be ill!

Why you think I should a motorcycle helmet?
Why don't you it?
Put on wings like a parrot
Let's discuss this
Why are you hypin' up a normal female group with fat that sound wack
Most of y'all goin' out like uncle toms, like armstrongs
Wearin' a tattoo and born on stage like tracy
I canceled a big 'cos I was prepared
You're on the roll with your money and ya're all scared
Why y'all walkin, look hard like your manager got name
All your versatile card
And plus, this video sucks
The fishlens
The lens to the only costs 100 bucks
Look at the director trying to me what to do
I've done this
14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa large with a cage over my head, dead
Don't get imagination too messed up
I'm a yankee hat and a starter
I'm not up
How you gonna tell me to wear?
I don't need and a stylist
Save that for a big rock group pantera
Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol,
Never got robbed, put my lyrics and stuffed
Too many people with in my projects
Havin' of me being superman, you actin' stupid man
I'm like
You might see me every 5 years at the record company
While of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car notes to be paid
Under the table doing dances for advances
Oooh... been involved...

Yeah, me alone!
Hey keith, we you to be ill!