Luyện nghe bài hát Leave Me Alone

(original by dr. aka kool keith; remixed by leeroy 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, 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 around
And y'all been trying to me out for years
Trying to reduplicate me, but they can't, so hate me
white boys rub the heads of black music 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 like jimi hendrix
When they cover the story who started
Magazines put over my interviews
They don't to see me on channel 7 news
Tellin the truth of the group
Which they always have secret spies in eyes
me record my album, sending producers with wack tracks
And dats, messin' up my format
Can you doing something that would need more to function
an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin your back
Talkin about mariah 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 hard to work with, cos you're hard to with
I don't wanna be the insane clown posse and
I'm tryin' to innovate and think quick at a rate
Why you cos I'm original?
You can't do the
When I sit back and you act big
Spend your on your video
I'm in one of my 3 apartments eating raisin bran cereal
While you front, 'lo take my white rhyme down to world's fargo
How it gonna take?
900 thousand and clear, talkin' with a
I don't need a binge year
Took of my paperwork
Take the united taxi out to
While the average r'n'b is doing a promo concert
Ignoring phone calls from broke labels
Who try to put out mc's
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 with
Other crews don't get, but you got the to call me welcome to the business
Stand as a witness, work on stomach, use physical 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, me sittin' on the throne
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 think I wear a motorcycle helmet?
Why don't you it?
Put on some wings a parrot
discuss this contract
Why are you hypin' up a normal female group with fat cellulite that wack
of y'all goin' out like uncle toms, like louis armstrongs
Wearin' a and born on stage like tracy chapman
I canceled a big tour 'cos I was
You're on the roll with your money and ya're all scared
Why y'all walkin, look hard your manager got your name
All over versatile card
And plus, this treatment sucks
The fishlens
The to the camera only costs 100 bucks
Look at the trying to tell me what to do
I've done this
14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa large with a cage 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 tell me what to wear?
I don't mascara and a stylist
Save for a big rock group like pantera
Experience, plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol, dreamworks
Never got robbed, put my lyrics and stuffed
Too many people with in my projects
fantasies of me being superman, you actin' stupid man
I'm prince
You might see me every 5 years at the record company
most of you live at the label beggin for your 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!