(original by dr. dooom aka kool keith; by leeroy thornhill)
(intro) Yeah, to all my fans, for who don't know What I've been going to make my own, yeah...
Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I upset music industry Hey yo my man, at my hands, they look human, right? You I'm a monster, ill circus clown, I'm not a specimen look at me funny when I come around And y'all been trying to figure me out for Trying to me, but they can't, so they hate me While white boys rub the heads of black music with a assistant What does a chinese kid know the rap game, it's a shame As I see 'em bet There's a of creative rappers tryin' to be me I'm to feel like jimi hendrix When they cover the story who started Magazines put blankets over my They want to see me on channel 7 news Tellin the of the project group they always have secret spies in with eyes Watchin me record my album, sending producers with wack And dats, messin' up my format Can you imagine doing something would need more to function With an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin back Talkin about carey's honky Makin' an average group buck dance a barrel full of monkeys I break out to do the shopping, boy You're makin' a quick phone my sound is too new and different I need to be a regular like dru hill, a more ill Hey we want 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 don't be the insane clown posse and collaborate I'm tryin' to innovate and think at a fast rate Why you mad? cos I'm 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 luxury apartments eating bran cereal While you front, 'lo I'll take my white rhyme to world's fargo How long's it take? 900 thousand and clear, talkin' with a 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 broke Who try to put out underground 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 to write a song with prodigy Other crews don't get, but you got the nerve to me welcome to the business Stand as a witness, on your stomach, use physical fitness I playin' all this african stuff, all look the same
I don't need a joe puttin' his artwork on my cd Enjoyin' apple jacks and honeycomb, me sittin' on the throne No, I'm takin the regular picture by the hotel saint I do wear a cold blue winter 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 sound wack Most of y'all goin' out like uncle toms, louis armstrongs Wearin' a tattoo and on stage like tracy chapman I canceled a big tour 'cos I was 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 only costs 100 bucks Look at the director trying to tell me to do I've done before 14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa with a cage over my head, that's dead get your imagination too messed 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 like pantera Experience, next plateau, mercury, pitch, emi, capitol, dreamworks Never got robbed, put my lyrics away and Too many people with hands in my Havin' fantasies of me superman, you actin' stupid man I'm prince You might see me every 5 years at the record company While most of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car notes to be Under the doing routine dances for advances Oooh... you've involved...
Yeah, me alone! Hey keith, we you to be ill!