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, look at my hands, they look human,
You think I'm a monster, ill circus clown, I'm not a
Don't at me funny when I come around
And been trying to figure me out for years
Trying to reduplicate me, but they can't, so they me
While white boys rub the heads of black music with a japanese
What does a chinese kid know about the rap game, it's a
As I see 'em bet
There's a million of creative rappers to be me
I'm starting to feel like hendrix
When they the story who started rock
Magazines put over my interviews
They don't want to see me on 7 news
the truth of the project group
Which they have secret spies in with eyes
me record my album, sending producers with wack tracks
And dats, messin' up my format
Can you imagine something that would need more to function
With an alternative hippy kid from the record 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 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 clown posse and
I'm tryin' to and think quick at a fast rate
Why you mad? cos I'm
You do the material
I sit back and watch you act big
Spend budget on your video
I'm in one of my 3 luxury apartments eating raisin 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 binge this
care of my paperwork
Take the united taxi out to
While the average r'n'b group is doing a promo
Ignoring your calls from broke labels
Who try to put out underground
Try to get me to rap on a wacky-ass track one g
How dare you try to me?
I got 40 grand for 3 minutes to write a song prodigy
Other crews don't get, but you got the to call me welcome to the business
Stand as a witness, on your stomach, use physical fitness
I ain't playin' all african stuff, all look the same

I don't need a joe neckbone puttin' his on my cd
Enjoyin' apple and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the throne
No, I'm takin the regular picture by the hotel 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 discuss this
Why are you hypin' up a normal female group with fat cellulite that sound
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 your damn money and ya're all
Why walkin, look hard like your manager got your name
All your versatile card
And plus, video treatment sucks
The effect
The lens to the camera only 100 bucks
Look at the director to tell me what to do
done this before
14 freezing cold doin' poppa large with a cage over my head, that's dead
Don't get imagination too messed up
I'm wearing a hat and a starter
I'm not up
How you gonna tell me to wear?
I don't mascara and a stylist
that for a big rock group like pantera
Experience, plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol, dreamworks
got robbed, put my lyrics away and stuffed
Too many people with in my projects
Havin' fantasies of me superman, you actin' stupid man
I'm like
You see me once every 5 years at the record company
While most of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car notes to be
the table doing routine dances for advances
Oooh... been involved...

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