Luyện nghe bài hát Leave Me Alone

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

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

Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I upset music fans
Hey yo my man, look at my hands, they look human,
You think I'm a monster, ill clown, I'm not a specimen
Don't look at me when I come around
And y'all been trying to me out for years
Trying to reduplicate me, but can't, so they hate me
While white rub the heads of black music with a japanese assistant
What does a kid know about the rap game, it's a shame
As I see 'em bet
There's a of creative rappers tryin' to be me
I'm starting to feel like 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 group
Which they always have secret in with eyes
Watchin me record my album, sending producers with tracks
And dats, messin' up my format
Can you imagine doing something would need more to function
With an alternative kid from the record label watchin your back
about 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 makin' a quick phone
my sound is too new and different
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 hard 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 mad? cos I'm
You can't do the
When I sit and watch you act big
your budget on your video
I'm in one of my 3 luxury apartments 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
care of my paperwork
Take the united out to vegas
While the average group is doing a promo concert
Ignoring your calls from 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
crews don't get, but you got the nerve to call me welcome to the business
Stand as a witness, work on your stomach, use fitness
I ain't playin' all african stuff, all look the same

I need a joe neckbone puttin' his artwork on my cd
Enjoyin' apple jacks and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the
No, I'm the regular picture by the hotel saint bonaventure
Besides I do wear a cold blue
And eat at resturants... yeah!

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

Why you I should wear a motorcycle helmet?
Why you wear it?
Put on wings 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 born on stage tracy chapman
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 like your manager got your
All over your card
And plus, video treatment sucks
The effect
The lens to the camera costs 100 bucks
Look at the trying to tell me what to do
I've done before
14 degrees freezing cold poppa large with a cage over 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 need mascara and a
that for a big rock group like pantera
Experience, next plateau, mercury, pitch, emi, capitol, dreamworks
got robbed, put my lyrics away and stuffed
Too many people with hands in my
fantasies of me being superman, you actin' stupid man
I'm prince
You might see me once every 5 at the record company
While most of you live at the label beggin for rent and car notes to be paid
Under the table routine dances for advances
Oooh... been involved...

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