
Cash Only
[Verse 1: Bellowing Philly male MC, chest out, every bar on the snare] First chair by the window on the corner of Broad Got a jar full of combs and a sign on the door Hand-painted letters say cash only, fam I don't take a card and I don't take a scam Twelve heads a day and I never run late Taper so clean that it came with a date Grandmas bring grandsons, the pastor comes twice Ask me for a discount, I just double the price Then a shop across the street put a pole in the light Copied my fade and my sign overnight Same chair, same cape, same mint on the tray But a copy is a copy and a copy don't pay [Pre-Chorus: Bellowing Philly male MC, building, louder every line] Swipe it at the other place, swipe it all you want Over here we keep it paper and we keep it up front [Chorus: Bellowing Philly male MC, shouted, full chest] Cash only, I don't do credit Not for the card and not for the man who said it Cut it myself and I'm keeping the edit Cash only, I don't do credit [Verse 2: Bellowing Philly male MC, bellowing over the dusty drums] Saturday morning and the line out the door Here come the copycat from across the store Hat pulled low like I can't see his face Clippers went dead at his own little place Sat in my chair and he said do me right Do me the fade that I copied last night I laughed so loud that the mirror shook Then I clicked on the guard and I gave him the look [Chorus: Bellowing Philly male MC, shouted, full chest] Cash only, I don't do credit Not for the card and not for the man who said it Cut it myself and I'm keeping the edit Cash only, I don't do credit [Bridge: Bellowing Philly male MC, clipper solo, the beat drops to the buzz of the clippers alone, then the drums crash back on the last stroke] Buzz on the left and the buzz on the right Edge up the front with a ruler and light Brush off the neck and I spin him around Best cut he ever had in the whole of the town [Verse 3: Bellowing Philly male MC, grinning, then full force on every word] He reached for a card and I pointed at the sign Patted his pockets, not a dollar, not a dime So I told him it's on me, put the plastic away Now you owe the original every Saturday He walked out the door with my work on his head Every man in his shop saw my name on it instead Every fade that he cuts is a copy of mine And the man owes the window chair till the end of time [Chorus: Bellowing Philly male MC, shouted, full chest] Cash only, I don't do credit Not for the card and not for the man who said it Cut it myself and I'm keeping the edit Cash only, I don't do credit [Outro: Bellowing Philly male MC, the clippers buzz and ring out] Cash only Next up Who's in the chair [End]

