(original by dr. dooom aka kool remixed by leeroy thornhill)
(intro) Yeah, to all my fans, for who don't know What I've been through to make my own, yeah...
Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I upset music fans Hey yo my man, at my hands, they look human, right? You think I'm a monster, ill clown, I'm not a specimen Don't at me funny when I come around And y'all been trying to me out for years Trying to reduplicate me, but they can't, so hate me While white rub the heads of black music with a japanese assistant What does a chinese kid know about the rap game, it's a As I see 'em bet There's a million of rappers tryin' to be me I'm starting to like jimi 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 wack And dats, up my whole format Can you imagine doing something that would more to function With an alternative kid from the record label watchin your back Talkin mariah carey's honky Makin' an average group dance like a barrel full of monkeys While I out to do the shopping, boy makin' a quick phone call About my sound is too new and I need to be a regular like dru hill, a little ill Hey we want 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 cos I'm original? You do the material I sit back and watch you act big Spend your on your video I'm in one of my 3 luxury eating raisin bran cereal you front, 'lo I'll take my white rhyme down to world's fargo How long's it gonna 900 thousand and clear, with a clerk I don't need a binge year care of my paperwork Take the united taxi out to While the average r'n'b is doing a promo concert Ignoring your phone from broke labels Who try to put out mc's Try to get me to rap on a track with one g How dare you try to me? I got 40 for 3 minutes to write a song with prodigy 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 this african stuff, all look the
I don't need a joe neckbone puttin' his on my cd Enjoyin' jacks and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the throne No, I'm the regular picture by the hotel saint bonaventure Besides I do a cold blue winter And eat at resturants... yeah!
Yeah, me alone! Hey keith, we you to be ill!
Why you think I wear a motorcycle helmet? Why you wear it? Put on some wings like a Let's discuss this Why are you hypin' up a normal female group fat cellulite that sound wack Most of y'all goin' out like uncle toms, louis armstrongs a tattoo and born on stage like tracy chapman I canceled a big tour I was prepared You're on the roll with damn money and ya're all scared Why y'all walkin, look hard like manager got your name All over your card And plus, video treatment sucks The fishlens The lens to the camera costs 100 bucks Look at the director trying to me what to do I've done before 14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa with a cage over my head, that's dead Don't get your too messed up I'm wearing a hat and a starter I'm not up How you gonna me what to wear? I don't need and a stylist Save that for a big group like pantera Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol, Never got robbed, put my lyrics away and Too many people with hands in my Havin' of me being superman, you actin' stupid man I'm prince You might see me once every 5 at the record company most of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car notes to be paid Under the table doing routine dances for Oooh... been involved...
Yeah, me alone! Hey keith, we you to be ill!