Luyện nghe bài hát Leave Me Alone

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

(intro)
Yeah, to all my fans, for people who know
What I've been through to make my own, yeah...

Now it's time to hurt feelings as I upset music industry fans
Hey yo my man, look at my hands, look human, right?
You I'm a monster, ill circus clown, I'm not a specimen
Don't look at me funny when I around
And y'all been trying to figure me out for
Trying to me, but they can't, so they hate me
white boys 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 to feel like jimi hendrix
When they cover the story who started
Magazines put blankets 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 with wack 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 your back
Talkin about carey's honky
Makin' an average buck dance like a barrel full of monkeys
I break out to do the shopping, boy
You're a quick phone call
About my sound is too new and
I need to be a regular like dru hill, a 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 think quick at a fast
Why you mad? cos I'm
You can't do the
I sit back and watch you act big
Spend budget on your video
I'm in one of my 3 apartments eating raisin bran cereal
While you front, 'lo I'll my white rhyme down to world's fargo
How long's it take?
900 thousand and clear, talkin' with a
I don't need a this year
Took care of my
the united taxi out to vegas
While the average r'n'b group is doing a promo
Ignoring your phone calls broke labels
Who try to put out underground
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 song with
Other crews don't get, but you got the nerve to me welcome to the business
Stand as a witness, work on your stomach, use fitness
I playin' all this african stuff, all look the same

I don't a joe neckbone puttin' his artwork on my cd
Enjoyin' apple jacks and honeycomb, me sittin' on the throne
No, I'm takin the regular picture by the saint bonaventure
Besides I do wear a blue 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 like a
Let's discuss this
Why are you hypin' up a normal group with fat cellulite that sound wack
Most of y'all out like uncle toms, like louis armstrongs
Wearin' a tattoo and on stage like tracy chapman
I a big tour 'cos I was prepared
You're on the with your damn money and ya're all scared
Why y'all walkin, look hard your manager got your name
All over versatile card
And plus, this video sucks
The fishlens
The lens to the only costs 100 bucks
Look at the director trying to tell me to do
I've this before
14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa large with a cage my head, that's dead
Don't get your too messed up
I'm wearing a yankee hat and a
I'm not up
How you gonna tell me what to
I don't mascara and a stylist
that for a big rock group like pantera
Experience, next plateau, mercury, pitch, emi, capitol, dreamworks
Never got robbed, put my lyrics and stuffed
Too many with hands in my projects
Havin' of me being superman, you actin' stupid man
I'm like
You might see me once every 5 years at the record
While of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car notes to be paid
Under the table doing routine dances for
Oooh... you've involved...

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