Cheesy Rat Blues - LL Cool J

Ll cool j
Cheesy rat blues
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 don't care
Keep 'em there
Yo run the jewels run the jewels run the jewels
*scratched* Can you feel it
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 ain't get paid I'd be that nobody James
The nobody who dreamed about bein somebody
Chief rocker at the party
And they was hangin like ＂Yo I'm your man
I don't even care about the ring on your hand＂
We'd go out to eat and chill
But they would go to the bathroom when it was time to pay the bill
I didn't notice all the chuckles and laughter
Too busy with a female tellin me I'm 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 don't call cause he don't hang with derelicts
Broke with no cash yo I was in the mix
Everybody stepped cause my pocket wasn't fat
My girl got a new man I fixed his flat
I'm the one that they're laughin' at
They say ＂Cheesy rat you ain't 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
I mean crabbin played out by backstabbin; I feel like tiein
A anchor to my ankle and jumpin right in the ocean
Cause I'm ashy and I can't 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 it's not mine
Cause they be walkin past me like I'm 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
Ain't that somethin
I just laugh this isn't what I was raised for
When I walk away it's like ain't this a
Kick in the rear that I'm standin here
And can't 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 you're broke your middle name is ＂so-what ＂
I had to learn in an incredibly fast way
When you ain't 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 don't tempt me
Everybody thought I was trippin
I rode the back of the bus but my grip kept on slippin
I'm the man that they're laughin at
I wanna hang with my man like ＂Let's do this＂
But this man like ＂Who this ＂
That's 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 don't care
I don't give a damn so what why try
I might as well rob some Blake Carrington sucker for his money
It's so funny
Cars ride by with the boomin system
Sayin ＂Leave him alone my man already dissed him＂
Now I'm 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
I'm so horny
And every girl I know be like ＂He's so corny＂
I want money in a hurry
I'm gettin tired of leftover curry
I wanna fall off but I don't know where the edge is
I'm so hungry I eat my neighbor's hedges
Now I realize I gotta go for mine
It's windshield time
I take quarters pennies dimes and nickles
And a kiddy's tricycle
I'm a desperado
＂I'ma steal your rims＂ is my motto
I watch wrestlin until I'm dizzy sore
So if you're 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
I'ma catch the Miller truck out there
You know how they throw the newspapers in the morning
The owner don't want em
I'm the man that they're laughin at
They say ＂Cheesy rat you ain't all that ＂
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 don't care
Keep em there
Run the jewels run the jewels run the jewels