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You Live at Home with Your Mom

Yeah, to all my fans, the people, who don't know

What I been goin' through to make my ownNow it's time to hurt your feelings as I upsets music industry fan

Hey, yo my man, look at my hand, they look human right?

You think I'm a monster, ill circus clown

Not a specimen, don't look at me funny when I come aroundA and R been tryin' to figure me out for years

Tryin' to re-duplicate me but they can't so they hate me

While white boys run the head of black music

With a Japanese assistantWhat does a Chinese kid know about the rap game?

That's a shame as I see and watch on BET

There's a million uncreative rappers tryin' to be me

I'm startin' to feel like Jimi HendrixWhen they covered the story who started rock

Magazines put blankets over my interviews

They don't wanna see me on channel 7 news, tellin' the truth

Off the project roof, they always have secret spies with eyesWatchin' me recordin' my album, send in producers with wack tracks

And DAT's, messin' up my whole format

Can you imagine somethin' on the kneeboard with Con-Funk-Shun?

With an alternative hippie kid from the record label watchin' your backTalkin' about, Mariah Carey's funky

Makin' the average group buckdance like a barrel full of monkys

While I break out to shoppin' mall he's makin' a quick phone call

About my sound is too new and different

I need to be regular like Dru Hill and a little more ill

(Hey Keith, we want you to be ill)Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)Of course I'm hard to work with 'cause you hard to work with

I don't wanna meet Insane Clown Posse and collaborate

I'm tryin' to innovate and think quick at a fast rate

Why you mad 'cause I'm original, you can't do the materialWhen I sit back and watch you act big

Spend your budget on your video

I'm in one of my three luxury apartments eatin' Raisin Bran cereal

While you front low, I take my bike ride down to Wells FargoHow long is it gon' take, nine-hundred-thousand in clear

Takin' with a clear, I don't need a Benz this year

Took care of my paperwork, takin' United Taxi out to Vegas

While the average R and B group is doin' a promo concertIgnorin' your phone calls from broke labels

Who try to put out underground MC's

Tryin' to get me to rap on a wack jazz track for one G

How dare you try to insult me?I got 40 grand for three minutes to write a song with Prodigy

Other crews don't get budget, got the nerve to call me

Welcome to the business, stand as a witness

Work on your stomach, do physical fitnessI ain't playin', all this African stuff all look the same

I don't need a Joey Neckbone puttin his artwork on my CD

Drawin' Apple Jacks and Honeycomb with me sittin' on the throneNo I'm takin' a regular picture by the hotel St. Bonaventure

Besides I do wear a coat in the winter

And eat at beautiful resterauntsLeave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)Why you think I should wear a motorcycle helmet?

Why don't you wear it? Put on some wings like a parrot

Let's discuss this contract

Why are you hypin' up a normal female group

With fat cellulite that sound wack?

Most of y'all goin' out like Uncle Tom's, like Louis Armstrong

Wearin' a tattoo and goin' onstage like Tracy ChapmanI cancelled a big tour 'cause I was prepared

Y'all on the road with per diem money and y'all scared

While y'all walk and look hard

Your manager got his name all over your Versatile cardAnd plus this video treatment sucks, the fish lens effects

The lens to the camera only cost a hundred bucks

Look at the director, tryin' to tell me what to do

I done this before, 14 degrees freezin' cold

Doin' 'Poppa Large' with a cage on my head, that's deadDon't get your imagination too messed up

I'm wearin' a Yankee hat and a Starter I'm not dressin' up

How you gonna tell me what to wear?

I don't need mascara and a stylistSave that for a big rock group like Pantera, Experience

Next Plateau, Mercury, Wild Pitch, EMI, Capitol, DreamWorks

Never got dropped, put my lyrics away and stopped

Too many people with hands in my projects

Havin' fantasies of me bein' Superman you bein' stupid manI'm like Prince, you might see me once every five years

At the record company, while most of y'all live at the label

Beggin' for your rent and car notes to be paid

Under the table, doin' routine dances for advances

(Ooh, you get involved)Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

Leave me alone, leave me alone

(Politics, politics)

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