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 don't
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, at my hands, they look human, right?
You think I'm a monster, ill circus clown, I'm not a
Don't at me funny when I come around
And y'all been to figure me out for years
Trying to reduplicate me, but can't, so they hate me
white boys rub the heads of black music with a japanese assistant
What does a chinese kid know the rap game, it's a shame
As I see 'em bet
There's a million of creative tryin' to be me
I'm starting to feel jimi hendrix
When they cover the story who started
Magazines put over my interviews
don't want 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, producers with wack tracks
And dats, messin' up my whole
Can you imagine doing that would need more to function
With an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin back
Talkin about mariah honky
Makin' an average group dance like a barrel full of monkeys
I break out to do the shopping, boy
You're a quick phone call
About my sound is too new and
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 I'm hard to work with, cos you're hard to work with
I don't wanna be the insane clown and collaborate
I'm tryin' to innovate and think quick at a rate
Why you mad? cos I'm
You do the material
When I sit and watch you act big
Spend budget on your video
I'm in one of my 3 luxury apartments eating raisin bran
While you front, 'lo I'll take my white down to world's fargo
How long's it take?
900 thousand and clear, with a clerk
I don't need a this year
care of my paperwork
Take the united taxi out to
While the r'n'b group is doing a promo concert
Ignoring your phone calls from 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 prodigy
Other crews don't get, but you got the to call me welcome to the business
Stand as a witness, work on your stomach, use fitness
I ain't playin' all this african stuff, all look the

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 the regular picture by the hotel saint bonaventure
Besides I do wear a cold winter
And eat at resturants... yeah!

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

Why you think I should wear a helmet?
Why don't you it?
Put on wings like a parrot
Let's this contract
Why are you hypin' up a normal female group with fat that sound wack
Most of goin' out like uncle toms, like louis armstrongs
Wearin' a tattoo and born on stage like chapman
I canceled a big 'cos I was prepared
You're on the roll with your damn money and ya're all
Why y'all walkin, look like your manager got your name
All over versatile card
And plus, video treatment sucks
The fishlens
The to the camera only costs 100 bucks
Look at the director trying to tell me to do
I've done before
14 degrees freezing cold doin' large with a cage over my head, that's dead
Don't get your too messed up
I'm a yankee hat and a starter
I'm not up
How you gonna me what to wear?
I don't need and a stylist
Save that for a big group like pantera
Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol,
Never got robbed, put my lyrics and stuffed
Too many people hands in my projects
Havin' of me being 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 and car notes to be paid
Under the doing routine dances for advances
Oooh... you've involved...

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