(original by dr. dooom aka kool keith; by leeroy thornhill)
(intro) Yeah, to all my fans, for people who don't I've been going through to make my own, yeah...
Now it's time to hurt your as I upset music industry 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 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 hate me While white boys rub the heads of black music a japanese assistant What does a 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 like jimi hendrix When they cover the story who rock Magazines put over my interviews They don't to see me on channel 7 news Tellin the of the project group they always have secret spies in with eyes Watchin me my album, sending producers with wack tracks And dats, messin' up my format Can you imagine doing something that would more to function an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin your back Talkin mariah carey's honky Makin' an average group buck like a barrel full of monkeys I break out to do the shopping, boy You're makin' a quick call About my is too new and different I need to be a 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 wanna be the insane clown posse and collaborate I'm tryin' to innovate and think at a fast rate Why you cos I'm original? 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 apartments eating bran cereal While you front, 'lo I'll take my white rhyme to world's fargo How long's it take? 900 and clear, talkin' with a clerk I don't need a this year care of my paperwork Take the united out to vegas While the average r'n'b is doing a promo concert Ignoring your 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 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 me welcome to the business as a witness, work on your stomach, use physical fitness I ain't playin' all this stuff, all look the same
I don't need a joe neckbone his artwork on my cd apple jacks 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 helmet? Why you wear it? Put on some wings a parrot Let's discuss contract Why are you hypin' up a normal female group fat cellulite that sound wack Most of y'all goin' out like toms, like louis armstrongs a tattoo and born on stage like tracy chapman I a big tour 'cos I was prepared You're on the roll with damn money and ya're all scared Why walkin, look hard like your manager got your name All over your versatile And plus, this treatment sucks The fishlens The lens to the camera only 100 bucks Look at the director to tell me what to do I've done before 14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa large with a over my head, that's dead get your imagination too messed up I'm wearing a yankee hat and a I'm not up How you tell me what to wear? I don't need and a stylist Save for a big rock group like pantera Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol, Never got robbed, put my away and stuffed Too people with hands in my projects Havin' fantasies of me 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 notes to be Under the doing routine dances for advances Oooh... been involved...
Yeah, me alone! Hey keith, we you to be ill!