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 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 human, right?
You I'm a monster, ill circus 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
to reduplicate me, but they can't, so they 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
they cover the story who started rock
Magazines put over my interviews
They don't to see me on channel 7 news
Tellin the of the project group
Which they always have secret spies in with
Watchin me record my album, sending producers with tracks
And dats, messin' up my format
Can you imagine doing something that would need to function
With an hippy kid from the record label watchin your back
about mariah carey's honky
Makin' an average group buck dance a barrel full of monkeys
I break out to do the shopping, boy
You're a quick phone call
my sound is too new and different
I need to be a regular like dru hill, a little 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 hard to 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
When I sit back and you act big
Spend your budget on video
I'm in one of my 3 luxury apartments eating raisin cereal
While you front, 'lo take my white rhyme down to world's fargo
How it gonna take?
900 thousand and clear, with a clerk
I don't need a binge year
care of my paperwork
Take the taxi out to vegas
While the average r'n'b group is doing a concert
Ignoring your phone from broke labels
Who try to put out underground
Try to get me to rap on a wacky-ass with one g
How you try to insult me?
I got 40 grand for 3 to write a song with prodigy
crews don't get, but you got the nerve to call me welcome to the business
Stand as a witness, on your stomach, use physical fitness
I ain't playin' all this african stuff, all the same

I need a joe neckbone puttin' his artwork on my cd
Enjoyin' jacks and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the throne
No, I'm takin the 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 group with fat cellulite that sound wack
Most of y'all goin' out like uncle toms, like armstrongs
Wearin' a tattoo and born on stage like tracy
I canceled a big tour I was prepared
You're on the roll with your damn money and all scared
Why y'all walkin, hard like your manager got your name
All over your card
And plus, this video sucks
The effect
The lens to the camera costs 100 bucks
Look at the director to tell me what to do
I've this before
14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa with a cage over my head, that's dead
Don't get your imagination too up
I'm wearing a hat and a starter
I'm not up
How you gonna tell me what to
I don't mascara and a stylist
Save that for a big rock like pantera
Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol,
Never got robbed, put my lyrics and stuffed
Too people 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 rent and car notes to be paid
Under the table routine dances for advances
Oooh... you've involved...

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