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Song title: LL Cool J - Cheesy Rat Blues

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Intro: sampled from the vapors by bizmarkie

Nothin can save ya
Nothin can save ya
Nothin can save ya
*scratched* nothin

Just throw your hands in the air
And wave em like you just dont care
Keep em there
Yo run the jewels run the jewels run the jewels

*scratched* can you feel it

Verse one:

I used to be rollin like a millionaire
Cash in a flash bankroll to spare
Homeboys hangin, champagne and girls
Got my main woman diamonds, my mistress pearls
Everybody laughin at my corny jokes
I was stupid; I thought that they were sincere folks
It turned out they liked the money and the fame
If I aint get paid, Id be that nobody james
The nobody, who dreamed about bein somebody
Chief rocker at the party
And they was hangin like, yo, Im your man
I dont even care about the ring on your hand
Wed go out to eat and chill
But they would go to the bathroom when it was time to pay the bill
I didnt notice all the chuckles and laughter
Too busy with a female tellin me Im the master
I was slick like, huh, do I know you?
I got play, here, let me show ya
Used to have a girl that was on the ball
When the cash flow got low, so did her calls
Used to have a homeboy, always chillin
My cash went low, he told me I was illin
And dont call cause he dont hang with derelicts
Broke with no cash, yo, I was in the mix
Everybody stepped cause my pocket wasnt fat
My girl got a new man, I fixed his flat
Im the one that theyre laughin at
They say, cheesy rat, you aint all that

Chorus: *bizmarkie again*

Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Nothin can save ya

Verse two:

I mean crabbin, played out by backstabbin; I feel like tiein
A anchor to my ankle and jumpin right in the ocean
Cause Im ashy and I cant afford lotion
So-called friends in the jewelry store
Told me, todd, come back when you get off tour
Souped as hell, I really regret it
Now the only thing I got in my pocket is bad credit
How can a man like me
Be walkin around in a world of misery?
And if women like a man with a body, its not mine
Cause they be walkin past me like Im a stop sign
My homeboys laugh when they pass the forty
Sayin, todd, as if he used to have a sporty
The benz was slammin, the jeep was pumpin
Aint that somethin?
I just laugh, this isnt what I was raised for
When I walk away, its like aint this a
Kick in the rear, that Im standin here
And cant afford a tissue for my tear
Should I drink wine and brandy
Or get a job puttin stripes on candy
Or put a hole in donuts?
Cause when youre broke, your middle name is so-what?
I had to learn in an incredibly fast way
When you aint got no money they treat you like an ashtray
I pawned all my jewelry and clothes
Right after that, I got dissed by all the hoes
That I thought was mine, but really never was
Soon the whole neighborhood got the buzz
That my tank was on e, and that means empty
That twinkie looks good, so mister dont tempt me
Everybody thought I was trippin
I rode the back of the bus, but my grip kept on slippin
Im the man that theyre laughin at
They say, cheesy rat, you aint all that

Repeat chorus

Verse three:

I wanna hang with my man like, lets do this
But this man like who this?
Thats right, the brother got two faces
They got me puttin the tips on shoelaces
P on the puma, a mop and a bucket
My motto is... I dont care
I dont give a damn, so what, why try?
I might as well rob some blake carrington sucker for his money
Its so funny
Cars ride by with the boomin system
Sayin, leave him alone, my man already dissed him
Now Im on the cheeseline, poverty-stricken
As the red tape thickens
I go to the park, they wanna baseball-bat me
I go to the mall, they throw my old tapes at me
Im so horny
And every girl I know be like, hes so corny
I want money in a hurry
Im gettin tired of leftover curry
I wanna fall off, but I dont know where the edge is
Im so hungry, I eat my neighbors hedges
Now I realize I gotta go for mine
Its windshield time
I take quarters, pennies, dimes and nickles
And a kiddys tricycle
Im a desperado
Ima steal your rims is my motto
I watch wrestlin until Im dizzy sore
So if youre cashin your rent check, know how to get busy
Go to the drive-through, run with a milkshake
Go to the supermarket, pocket a raw steak
I need beer
Ima catch the miller truck out there
You know how they throw, the newspapers in the morning
The owner dont want em
Im the man that theyre laughin at
They say, cheesy rat, you aint all that.

Repeat chorus

Outro:

So yo, one more time, one more time
Party people in the house tonight

Just throw your hands in the air
And wave em like you just dont care
Keep em there
Run the jewels, run the jewels, run the jewels