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By: Cedric McClester I paid good money To see your show Not to hear you sing Songs that I don’t know You’ve got good chops I admit you can blow But I’m feelin’ robbed Of my hard earned dough Saw your show And I left in doubt Scratching my head What was it all about New material But what you left out Were audience favorites Which gave you your clout You didn’t even sing Your latest hit When you left the stage I had a fit And what was with that outfit That you came out wid It was all so stange Ya havta admit Saw your show And I left in doubt Scratching my head What was it all about New material But what you left out Were audience favorites Which gave you your clout I’ma fan no more Cuz my heart has hardened You don’t do that shhhh At Madison Square Garden Who you think you are I beg yo’ pardon You have no idea What you have started Saw your show And I left in doubt Scratching my head What was it all about New material But what you left out Were audience favorites Which gave you your clout You’re a modern day Nina As in Ms. Simone And if you keep that up You’ll be all alone When you come on stage You’ll find us gone I wonder if That thought ever dawned I’ma fan no more Cuz my heart has hardened You don’t do that shhhh At Madison Square Garden Who you think you are I beg yo’ pardon You have no idea What you have started Saw your show And I left in doubt Scratching my head What was it all about New material But what you left out Were audience favorites Which gave you your clout (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 1:24 AM UTC
I PAID GOOD MONEY
By: Cedric McClester I paid good money To see your show Not to hear you sing Songs that I don’t know You’ve got good chops I admit you can blow But I’m feelin’ robbed Of my hard earned dough Saw your show And I left in doubt Scratching my head What was it all about New material But what you left out Were audience favorites Which gave you your clout You didn’t even sing Your latest hit When you left the stage I had a fit And what was with that outfit That you came out wid It was all so stange Ya havta admit Saw your show And I left in doubt Scratching my head What was it all about New material But what you left out Were audience favorites Which gave you your clout I’ma fan no more Cuz my heart has hardened You don’t do that shhhh At Madison Square Garden Who you think you are I beg yo’ pardon You have no idea What you have started Saw your show And I left in doubt Scratching my head What was it all about New material But what you left out Were audience favorites Which gave you your clout You’re a modern day Nina As in Ms. Simone And if you keep that up You’ll be all alone When you come on stage You’ll find us gone I wonder if That thought ever dawned I’ma fan no more Cuz my heart has hardened You don’t do that shhhh At Madison Square Garden Who you think you are I beg yo’ pardon You have no idea What you have started Saw your show And I left in doubt Scratching my head What was it all about New material But what you left out Were audience favorites Which gave you your clout (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
I Paid Good Money was inspired by an Erykah Badu show at Madison Square Garden. She was on the bill with R&B; singer Maxwell and the poem explains the rest.
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 1:24 AM UTC
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