[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 don't 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 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
    [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 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
  They say, "Cheesy rat, you ain't all that"
    [Repeat chorus]
    [Verse Three:]
    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."
    [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 don't care
  Keep em there
  Run the jewels, run the jewels, run the jewels