I feel so important today and I wish I didn’t
I feel so important today and I wish I didn’t


Was I a little off key?

*people clapping*
Yo whassup everybody this is Mariah Davis Mad Wednesday’s
we here tonight to have a good time (“Yo! Start the show! Start the show!”)
Wait a minute; I see my man over there Jay Z
Jay Z Dam Deass let me hear that lil’ tape of yours and it’s fat
Why don’t you come up here and kick a lil’ freestyle
Put that champagne down and kick a lil’ freestyle for me tonight

[Jay Z]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Can I kick it? (Yes you can!) *repeat 3X*
Y’all motherfuckers musta hear that Tribe Called Quest, let’s do it again
Can I kick it? (Yes you can!) *repeat 3X*
Well I’m gone… check this out
Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
Doin your best Jay-Z rendition
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
that you’re just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too many bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I’ma call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many ladies give these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don’t know what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too many answers
I been around this block, too many times
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my brothers it ain’t too late to come together
Cause too much black and too much love, equal forever
I don’t follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride mine
so I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
That’s 22 too’s for y’all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean?
Shall I continue? Check it out, what?

Can I kick it? (Yes you can!) *repeat 3X*
Well I’m gone… yo, yo, yo
Copped to reach my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on ya
Whole groove like hold-up, swoll up
Too many faggot niggaz, clockin my spendin
Exercisin you’re, gay like minds like Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the late night
without the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you ever seen
adminster pain, next the minister’s screamin your name
At your wake as I peak in, look in your casket
feelin sarcastic, “Look at him, still sleepin”
You never ready, forever petty minds stay petty
Mines thinkin longevity until I’m seventy
Livin heavenly, fuck, felony after felony, what?
Nigga ya broke, what the fuck you gon’ tell me?

(“Oooooooooooh!”)

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you know this is a fat track (aight)
Now this is comin on your new album, on Roc-A-Fella records in ninety-six
(no doubt no doubt) well, it is definitely the bomb
But you know I do wanna say somethin to you, I know
you’ve been havin a lot of problems with the law
But I know you innocent, and I’m behind you 100%
Mad Wednesday’s, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dang Dash
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come back anytime
(Hah, thanks a lot)
Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute
Ace, turn that music down
I smell some reefer, now you see?
That’s why, our people don’t have anything
Because we don’t know how to go in places and act properly
(“Hey shut the fuck up!”)
Wait a minute wait a minute who told me shut the eff up?
Who told me to shut the eff up? Get him out of here
I’m not gonna continue this show, until you throw him out
Get him out right now, then I’ma continue my speech
Thank you, he’s out of here now, now like I was sayin
We gotta build our own business, we gotta get our own
record companies goin like Roc-A-Fella Records…

Some people tell me, that you’re not my kind
And i believe them, but i can’t get you out of my mind
Some people tell me that i should stay away
Maybe I will… some other day

‘Cause it feel right
And it feels good
And i don’t do always that i should
And I know what makes me happy
And in my heart you’re it exactly

I don’t wanna do right, I just want you tonight
Not just only in my dreams
Save my best behavior, for a little later
‘Cause I’m only 17
Think i made my mind up, i got time to grow up
Face responsibility
Livin’ in the moment, keepin’ my heart open
While I’m only 17

(Only 17…)

I’ll learn my lessons, and i’ll make mistakes
And If i get burned (get burned), it’ll be my heart to break
It isn’t easy, hearing what they say
Sometimes you’ve got to take a leap of faith

‘Cause it feel right
And it feels good
And I’m not gonna do something stupid
Just this once, i wanna feel like
I can do what i want when i hold tight
Chorus:

I don’t wanna do right, I just want you tonight
Not just only in my dreams
Save my best behavior, for a little later
‘Cause I’m only 17
Think i made my mind up, i got time to grow up
Face responsibility
Livin’ in the moment, keepin’ my heart open
While I’m only 17
(Only 17…)

Bridge:
Anyone, who’s ever been in love
Has got to know
What it means to have a dream
And no one can say anything
To change my mind, no, not this time

I don’t wanna do right, I just want you tonight
Not just only in my dreams
Save my best behavior, for a little later
‘Cause I’m only 17
Think i made my mind up, i got time to grow up
Face responsibility
Livin’ in the moment, keepin’ my heart open
While I’m only 17
(Only 17…)

Baby, got time to grow up…
.. to face responsibility…
…hopin’… open…
Cause I’m only 17…

Well she was just 17
You know what I mean
And the way she looked
was way beyond compare
So how could I dance with another
And I saw her standin’ there

Well she looked at me… and I, I could see
That before too long I’d fall in love with her.
She wouldn’t dance with another
I’d I saw her standin’ there.

Well, my heart went boom,
When I crossed that room,
And I held her hand in mine

Whoah, we danced through the night,
And we held each other tight,
And before too long I fell in love with her.
Now I’ll never dance with another
Since I saw her standing there

I don’t know which way the world turns
I don’t know how the hot sun burns
I don’t know just how a flower grows
I don’t know which way the wind blows
I don’t know why the sky is blue
Why the grass and the trees have got to be green
I don’t know just what I’d do
If I didn’t know that Jesus loves me


Oh, this I know(4x)


I dont know what things you have to hide
I don’t know what you feel inside
I don’t know if your heart is right or wrong
I don’t know where you think you belong
I don’t know what your faith is in
If you believe in Him or just say you do
Doesn’t matter what your past has been
All that matters is that Jesus loves you

[Mark:] Sunday football I got boot off the pitch
Some people gamble as a way to get rich
I gotta find a better way to invest in zeroes, oh

[Mark:] They say that rents may damage your health
I’d rather save it all to spend on myself
I got a letter of eviction and I’m no hero

[All:] Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Ben:] I’m not a saver I’m a spender (Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh)
I’m a one weekender

[All:] What can we do when our 2 worlds colide?
[Paul:] There’s only 10 ways to survive all the chances of knowing
[All:] After a hard day of work I go home
I dunno where I’m going, but I’m ready to go
I made a lotta money, but got nothing to show
And now it’s 2:59 and I’m still waiting for the train to go home

[Chris:] I’ve been thinking ’bout the meaning of life
Plenty of butter but I don’t have a knife
Sure beats the hell outta waiting for a ticket to Rino

[Chris:] Watching TV makes me really upset
I wonder why I havent been on it yet
I’m silly waiting for a part in a Tarrantino

[Ben:] (Oh, oh, oh, oh) No, no, no, no
I’m not a saver I’m a spender (Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh)
I’m a 1 weekender

[All:] What can we do when our 2 worlds colide?
[Paul:] There’s only 10 ways to survive all the chances of knowing
[All:] After a hard day of work I go home
Y’know, I dunno where I’m going, but I’m ready to go
I made a lotta money, but got nothing to show
And now it’s 2:59 and I’m still waiting for the train to go home
[Paul:] Yeah, yeah, I said I wanna go home

[All:] What can we do when our 2 world colide? Oh…

[All:] After a hard day of work I go home
I dunno where I’m going, but I’m ready to go
[Paul:] I said I
[All:] Made a lotta money, but got nothing to show
[Paul:] And now it’s
[All:] 2:59 and I’m still waiting for the train to go home
[Paul:] Yeah, I’m waiting for the train to go home

[Intro]
Said it’s a sho’ fire testimony
Check it, whoa, rap on the do’

Whatcha know about being po’
Whatcha know about borrowing
From the neighbor next door
Whatcha know about bumming rides
Whatcha know about heaven, swallow your pride

What do you do when you’re through
When you’re always helping people and
Nobody’s there for you, come on now
What can I do or say
When you constantly standing in my face
Talking about

1 – Can you loan me 20 dollars
‘Till I get my check next week
Said I only got 20 dollars
And me and my baby got to eat

Can you loan me 20 dollars
‘Till I get my check next week
Said I only got 20 dollars
And me and my baby got to eat

Now I’m suppose to take from the child, oh Lord
Make it harder on me just to make it worth your
while
Now honey, I don’t think so
Cuz you ain’t pay me back the ten-spot
From three weeks ago, no

What do you do when you’re through
When you’re always helping people and
Nobody’s there for you (Tell me)
What can I do or say
When you constantly staring in my face
Talking about

Repeat 2

Tell me
What have you done for me
Besides being too busy, busy
Stressin’ me constantly
Now I, now I, now I
I can see where your head is at
See I only got 20 dollars
And you still want half of that

Repeat 2
Repeat 2

Damn a nigga only got 20 dollars shit
Check this out

Snoop Dogg
Nigga 20 dollars to my name
Deep in this dice game
I dust off my knees
I fucked off two g’s
Nothing left to do, but buy some shells for my glock
Why? so I can rob every known dope spot
I’m having hard times, grit, and grind
Shit I’m tyring to get mine
Ain’t nothing to lose plus I’m living on the frontline
It’s a cold twist the way that shit goes
Gotta keep your hands on some motherfuckin’ fetty yo
And keep a down bitch for when your money run out
And get you gun out
And shoot’em up till they come out
I’m blowing in the wind
It feels good my friend
Silkk brought the Gin & Juice and my nigga chipped in
I’m amongst killers with a dub in my pocket loc
A drug dealer at the same time i love to smoke
But if I wasn’t in this rap game
Would a nigga Snoop Dogg have 20 dollars to his name

Choruos Fiend
Now 20 dollars to my name in this game of drugs
And the only thing we now is gan bangers and thugs
If my yale don’t sell how shall we proceed
Because we can’t slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat

Fiend
I got 19 dollars and 50 cents up in my pocket with what?
With this automatic rocket
Gotta have it to pop it,unlock it, and take me up a hostage
Let’em now this itch of my finger is worser than jock itch
Extended glock clips allow me to cop chips
Erasing cops tips and sisters that pop lip, stop this
Cold blooded killing for ??? this
Soda couldn’t rock this
chop a shelf when i drop this
My ??? can’t chop this
The hunger that I hold
Setting here wondering should I take it from his soul
See this here with a hole
Allowed that silencer to blow
And took motherfuckin’ lives for less than twenty before

Soulja Slim
Now with this last 20 dollars I might buy me some douja
Because that weed from Magnolia still have a nigga sober
I seen my nigga nigga from way way back
Me and him used to jack and rock a rental cadillac
He sees my nick, he sees my grill, he says I’m flossin
He sees my wrist, he says damn nigga you flossin
And I’m bossin, and tossin’em up at the same time
So if you thinking about with me it’ll be your death in ???
And why put your life in danger over 20 dollars, that’s all I got
And my weed habit is so close to smoking powder it ain’t worth being
shot

Chorus

Silkk the Shocker
Now look, I’m fresh up out of jail it feels goo to be on the outside
I had 120 dollars, but i spent a 100 on my ride
Now the only thing I got left is 20 dollars to my name
Nigga want front me some motherfuckin’ caine
I told him weed charge it 2 the game
Nigga now now I gotta be on some murder one shit
Some slum shit
Some out the projects dumb shit
some weed and blunt shit
Some I don’t give a fuck shit, where it from shit
Some penitentiary solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin’ sun
shit
Now I got 20 dollars to my motherfuckin’ name, and I gotta get more
So I tell nigga hit the floor I’m about to pull a motherfuckin’ kick
door
Now whether it’s rapping, or jacking, kidnapping, or gun totting
Y’all call me down??? do get scared I ain’t flipped till my guns smoking
It be a hustle just to eat
And it be hard on these streets
Gotta get my hustle on
Got 20 dollars y’all now that shit don’t last long picture this

20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell
Where the weather’s hotter I could never tell
Spend most of my days doing nothing but no good
Seems like I was born to be misunderstood

20 miles to Texas!! 25 to Hell!!
20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell

I was born for stealing I wasn’t made to sell
Carved out of bone and ash, steel, dirt, concrete
An arm for an arm a leg for a leg
One dead end street

20 miles to Texas!! 25 to Hell!! Fire’s on the side of the road people toe to toe
Warm your hands on burning blood
I gotta go… go!! 20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell

If she ever loved me, I could never tell
Spend most of my days doing nothing but no good
Seems like I was born to be misunderstood

(Lowell George, J. Levy)

If it’s fix a fence, fender dents
I’ve got lots of experience
Rent gets spent
And all the letters never written don’t get sent
It comes from confusion, all things I left undone
It comes from moment to moment, day to day
Time seems to slip away

But I’ve got twenty million things to do, twenty million things
And all I can do, is think about you
With twenty million things to do

I’ve got mysterious wisteria hanging in the air
The rocking chair I was supposed to fix
Well it came undid
And all the things that I let slip, I found out quick
It comes from moment to moment, day to day
Time seems to slip away

But I’ve got twenty million things to do, twenty million things
And all I can do, is think about you
With twenty million things to do

And all I can do, is think about you
With twenty million things to do