Luyện nghe bài hát Leave Me Alone

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

(intro)
Yeah, to all my fans, for who don't know
What I've going through to make my own, yeah...

Now it's time to your feelings as I upset music industry fans
Hey yo my man, look at my hands, look human, right?
You think I'm a monster, ill clown, I'm not a specimen
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 hate me
While white boys rub the heads of black 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 of creative rappers tryin' to be me
I'm starting to feel jimi hendrix
they cover the story who started rock
Magazines put blankets my interviews
They don't to see me on channel 7 news
Tellin the truth of the project
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
an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin your back
Talkin about mariah carey's
Makin' an average group buck dance a barrel full of monkeys
I break out to do the shopping, boy
You're makin' a quick call
About my sound is too new and
I to be a regular like 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 hard to work with, cos you're to work with
I wanna be the insane clown posse and collaborate
I'm tryin' to innovate and think at a fast rate
Why you cos I'm original?
You do the material
When I sit and watch you act big
Spend your budget on video
I'm in one of my 3 luxury eating raisin bran cereal
While you front, 'lo I'll take my white rhyme down to world's
How it gonna take?
900 and clear, talkin' with a clerk
I need a binge this year
Took care of my
Take the united out to vegas
While the r'n'b group is doing a promo concert
Ignoring your phone from broke 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 a song with 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 and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the throne
No, I'm takin the regular by the hotel saint bonaventure
I do wear a cold blue winter
And eat at resturants... yeah!

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

Why you think I should a motorcycle helmet?
Why don't you it?
Put on some wings like a
Let's discuss contract
Why are you up a normal female group with fat cellulite that sound wack
Most of y'all goin' out like uncle toms, like louis
Wearin' a tattoo and born on stage like tracy
I a big tour 'cos I was prepared
You're on the roll with your damn money and all scared
Why y'all walkin, look hard like your got your name
All over your versatile
And plus, this treatment sucks
The fishlens
The lens to the only costs 100 bucks
Look at the director to tell me what to do
done this before
14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa large with a over my head, that's dead
Don't get your imagination too up
I'm wearing a yankee hat and a
I'm not up
How you gonna me what to wear?
I need mascara and a stylist
Save that for a big rock group like
Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol,
got robbed, put my lyrics away and stuffed
Too many people with in my projects
Havin' fantasies of me being superman, you stupid man
I'm like
You see me once every 5 years at the record company
While of you live at the label beggin for your 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!