(original by dr. dooom aka keith; remixed by leeroy thornhill)
(intro) Yeah, to all my fans, for people who don't What I've been through to make my own, yeah...
Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I upset industry fans Hey yo my man, look at my hands, look human, right? You think I'm a monster, ill circus clown, I'm not a Don't look at me funny I come around And y'all been trying to me out for years Trying to me, but they can't, so they hate me While white boys rub the heads of black music with a japanese What does a chinese kid know about the rap game, it's a As I see 'em bet There's a million of creative rappers to be me I'm starting to like jimi hendrix When they cover the who started rock put blankets over my interviews They don't want to see me on 7 news the truth of the project group Which they always have secret spies in eyes Watchin me record my album, sending producers wack tracks And dats, up my whole format Can you imagine doing something that need more to function With an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin your Talkin mariah carey's honky Makin' an average group buck like a barrel full of monkeys While I out to do the shopping, boy You're a quick phone call About my sound is too new and I to be a regular like dru hill, a little more ill Hey keith we you to be ill!
Yeah, me alone! Hey keith, we you to be ill!
Of I'm hard to work with, cos you're hard to work with I don't wanna be the insane clown posse and I'm tryin' to innovate and think quick at a fast Why you mad? cos I'm You do the material When I sit and watch you act big your budget on your video I'm in one of my 3 luxury eating raisin bran cereal While you front, 'lo I'll take my rhyme down to world's fargo How long's it take? 900 and clear, talkin' with a clerk I don't need a this year Took of my paperwork the united taxi out to vegas While the average r'n'b group is a promo concert your phone calls from broke labels Who try to put out mc's Try to get me to rap on a wacky-ass with one g How you try to insult me? I got 40 grand for 3 minutes to write a song with Other crews don't get, but you got the to call me welcome to the business Stand as a witness, work on your stomach, use physical I ain't playin' all african stuff, all look the same
I don't a joe neckbone puttin' his artwork on my cd Enjoyin' apple and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the throne No, I'm takin the regular picture by the 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 wear a motorcycle Why you wear it? Put on wings like a parrot Let's discuss this Why are you up a normal female group with fat cellulite that sound wack Most of goin' out like uncle toms, like louis armstrongs Wearin' a tattoo and born on stage like tracy I canceled a big tour I was prepared You're on the roll with your damn money and ya're all Why y'all walkin, look hard your manager got your name All over your card And plus, this treatment sucks The effect The lens to the camera costs 100 bucks Look at the director trying to tell me to do I've this before 14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa large a cage over my head, that's dead get your imagination too messed up I'm a yankee hat and a starter I'm not up How you gonna tell me what to I don't need mascara and a that for a big rock group like pantera Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol, Never got robbed, put my away and stuffed Too many people hands in my projects Havin' of me being superman, you actin' stupid man I'm like You might see me once every 5 at the record company While most of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car to be paid Under the table routine dances for advances Oooh... you've involved...
Yeah, me alone! Hey keith, we you to be ill!