Luyện nghe bài hát Leave Me Alone

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

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

Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I music industry fans
Hey yo my man, at my hands, they look human, right?
You I'm a monster, ill circus clown, I'm not a specimen
Don't look at me funny when I come
And y'all been trying to figure me out for
to reduplicate me, but they can't, so they hate me
While white boys rub the heads of black music a japanese assistant
does a chinese kid know about the rap game, it's a shame
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 story who rock
Magazines put over my interviews
They don't want to see me on channel 7
Tellin the truth of the project
Which always have secret spies in with eyes
Watchin me record my album, sending producers with 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
about mariah carey's honky
Makin' an average group dance like a barrel full of monkeys
I break out to do the shopping, boy
You're makin' a 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 to work with, cos you're hard to work with
I don't wanna be the insane posse and collaborate
I'm tryin' to innovate and think quick at a rate
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 apartments eating raisin cereal
While you front, 'lo I'll take my rhyme down to world's fargo
How long's it gonna
900 thousand and clear, talkin' with a
I don't need a binge this
Took care of my
Take the united taxi out to
While the average r'n'b is doing a promo concert
Ignoring your phone calls from labels
Who try to put out mc's
Try to get me to rap on a wacky-ass track one g
How you try to insult me?
I got 40 grand for 3 minutes to write a song prodigy
Other crews get, but you got the nerve 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 the same

I don't need a joe neckbone his artwork on my cd
Enjoyin' apple jacks and honeycomb, with me 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 wear a motorcycle helmet?
Why you wear it?
Put on some like a parrot
Let's this contract
Why are you hypin' up a normal female with fat cellulite that sound wack
Most of goin' out like uncle toms, like louis armstrongs
Wearin' a tattoo and on stage like tracy chapman
I canceled a big tour 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 your card
And plus, this video sucks
The fishlens
The lens to the camera only costs 100
Look at the trying to tell me what to do
I've this before
14 freezing cold doin' poppa large with a cage over my head, that's dead
get your imagination too messed up
I'm wearing a hat and a starter
I'm not up
How you tell me what to wear?
I need 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 away and
Too many with hands in my projects
Havin' of me being superman, you actin' stupid man
I'm prince
You might see me once 5 years at the record company
While most of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car to be paid
Under the table doing dances for advances
Oooh... you've involved...

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