Dolla

"Dolla"
Song by Fort Minor from the album We Major
Recorded	2005
Released	October 30, 2005
Length	2:54
Samples	Led Zeppelin - The Ocean Mobb Deep - Shook Ones (Part II) The Doors - Five To One Martin Scorsese's 2002 film, Gangs Of New York
Live debut	August 18, 2005
Last played	September 8, 2015
Writer	Mike Shinoda, Ryan Maginn, Takbir Bashir
Producer	Mike Shinoda
Label	Machine Shop Recordings
We Major track listing Green Lantern Intro 100 Degrees Dolla Bloc Party S.C.O.M. Remember The Name (Funkadelic Remix) Bleach (Jimi Remix) Spraypaint & Inkpens Petrified (Doors Remix) Get It Be Somebody Respect 4 Grandma There They Go (Green Lantern Remix) All Night Nobody's Listening (Green Lantern Remix) Cover And Duck Remember The Name (Album Version) Petrified (Album Version) Outro

"Dolla" is the third track on Fort Minor's We Major mixtape.

Background

"Dolla" features Mike Shinoda and Styles of Beyond.

The main guitar on "Dolla" is a sample of "The Ocean" by Led Zeppelin. Vocal samples from "The Ocean" are also present in the song. The song features vocals by Mike and Styles Of Beyond.

"Dolla" was originally released on Fort Minor's Sampler Mixtape, which was given for free to members of Fort Minor's street team in summer 2005. On the Sampler Mixtape, a sample of The Doors' "Five To One" began the song. This was the work of DJ Cheapshot, who cut the mixtape for Mike.

It was then re-released on Fort Minor's We Major mixtape in October 2005. The re-release of the song features a sample of the movie "Gangs of New York" that says, "that's how you stand up against the rising of the tide" and it lacks the "Five To One" sample.

Versions

Note: Only the date of the very first release of each version is listed.

Title	Album	Length	Recorded	Released	Notes
Dolla	Sampler Mixtape	2:54	2005	October 2005	Features vocals by Styles Of Beyond. Samples Led Zeppelin's "The Ocean", Mobb Deep's "Shook Ones (Part II)", The Doors' "Five To One", and Martin Scorsese's 2002 film "Gangs Of New York".
Dolla	We Major	3:05	2005	October 30, 2005	Lacks The Doors' "Five To One" sample.
Dolla (Explicit)	S.C.O.M. / Dolla / Get It / Spray Paint + Ink Pens	2:52	2005	May 26, 2006	Lacks the transitions and overdubs.
Dolla (Edit)	S.C.O.M. / Dolla / Get It / Spray Paint + Ink Pens	2:55	2005	May 26, 2006	Censored. Lacks the transitions and overdubs.
Dolla (Instrumental)	S.C.O.M. / Dolla / Get It / Spray Paint + Ink Pens	2:55	2005	May 26, 2006	Official instrumental version.

Live

"Dolla" was featured in the earliest Fort Minor setlists, being performed at the group's first show at Pukkelpop 2005. It was originally featured as the second-to-last song in the set, but was quickly moved up near the start. After this movement, it stayed in the third position of Fort Minor's sets for all of the subsequent tours.

On occasion, during the Minutes To Midnight touring cycle, Mike's verse from "Dolla" was rapped over the extended intro of "Points Of Authority". It appeared starting at the Woodlands, Texas stop on Projekt Revolution 2007, and saw its last appearance in Lexington, Kentucky on the 2008 North American Tour.

The song returned to Fort Minor's sets when Mike revived the project with "Welcome" in 2015. It was shortened to only featured his verse with a new guitar part performed under it. It was coincidentally performed in the third slot of the setlist, just like the years before.

Variations

Last Updated: September 15, 2016

Type	Description	First Played	Last Played
Alternative	Shortened (Mike's Verse Only) w/ New Guitar Part	June 29, 2015	September 8, 2015

Lyrics

Sampler Mixtape Version

Come on! Yeah! Like that y'all... Uh huh. Woo! Like that! Aw, yeah! Fort Minor, S.O.B. It sure is fine Yeah Like this, listen... Attention please, I only need a second, To make a mental impression directly on any record (so), Gimme space to move, room to prove I'm stupid with with the B's and Q's, Ladies and gentleman I'm sending you better, Pretending the pen is a needle I'm injectin' the venom, And I'll be damned if I let another man get to me, I'll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry! I'm back with fury attack quickly, Sick with a BIC pen all up in your shit man! You never knew a flow as sick as this, Bitch listen when I'm letting you know, Got a grip on these tracks that you wish you got, Got a clique full of assholes I kid you not, So when that mixtape's done and that album drops, Ryu, and Tak and Me, got it loaded and locked, Believe it! You still breathin'? I'm cockin and squeezin', Tucked still? Nope I dont give a fuck who sees it, Broad days, sittin sideways, stuffed in a small cave, For three fucking weeks till you reek like dog waste, (Uh) Really, I put a punk in his place, Let's see if he freestyles with a pump in his face, Got something to say? Please, better keep it a secret, The street's got hideous ways of handling beef bitch, So eat shit, hate it or love it the underdogs on top, Gettin faded, tellin' people to suck it, Buckin' em down for real, while you fuckin' around, I'm stuck in a house for months tryin' to sharpen my skill, So how does it feel? You lames wanna claim my throne? You got a better chance getting Danny Hayes on the phone, Good luck, I flame suckas till they're black and crispy, Sneaking heat up in the club like a flask of Whiskey (Uh!) Yeah, I'm here to crack the roof in, You got a nice watch but your raps are useless, You better cut the crap before I snap some nooses, And leave you all snoozin on some afternoon shit, Yeah, I hit the streets with a cake and batter for fun, Just to spit bleach in his face, It's lunchtime punk open the face, Hit you with a punchline till you choke on your teeth, Catch me at a show rockin' in that tipsy mode, Like angels and demons unlockin Da Vinci's code, One drop in the canister, people split the globe, Blowin' every planet to shit once I hit the road, Uh! You in a tight nitch, cut you with Apathy, I'm on the night shift, see I hustle like Cassidy, So kill that chit chat and let the west coast see, One of the illest names Ribkat from S.O.B. C'mon. Aw, yeah! It sure is fine Aw, yeah! It sure is fine

We Major Version

That's how you stand up against the rising of the tide. Come on! Yeah! Like that y'all... (That's how it's goin' down, Mike?) Uh huh. (Let's give 'em hell!) Like that! Aw, yeah! Fort Minor, S.O.B. It sure is fine Yeah Like this, listen... Attention please, I only need a second, To make a mental impression directly on any record (so), Gimme space to move, room to prove I'm stupid with with the B's and Q's, Ladies and gentleman I'm sending you better, Pretending the pen is a needle I'm injectin' the venom, And I'll be damned if I let another man get to me, I'll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry! I'm back with fury attack quickly, Sick with a BIC pen all up in your shit man! You never knew a flow as sick as this, Bitch listen when I'm letting you know, Got a grip on these tracks that you wish you got, Got a clique full of assholes I kid you not, So when that mixtape's done and that album drops, Ryu, and Tak and Me, got it loaded and locked, Believe it! You still breathin'? I'm cockin and squeezin', Tucked still? Nope I dont give a fuck who sees it, Broad days, sittin sideways, stuffed in a small cave, For three fucking weeks till you reek like dog waste, (Uh) Really, I put a punk in his place, Let's see if he freestyles with a pump in his face, Got something to say? Please, better keep it a secret, The street's got hideous ways of handling beef bitch, So eat shit, hate it or love it the underdogs on top, Gettin faded, tellin' people to suck it, Buckin' em down for real, while you fuckin' around, I'm stuck in a house for months tryin' to sharpen my skill, So how does it feel? You lames wanna claim my throne? You got a better chance getting Danny Hayes on the phone, Good luck, I flame suckas till they're black and crispy, Sneaking heat up in the club like a flask of Whiskey (Uh!) Yeah, I'm here to crack the roof in, You got a nice watch but your raps are useless, You better cut the crap before I snap some nooses, And leave you all snoozin on some afternoon shit, Yeah, I hit the streets with a cake and batter for fun, Just to spit bleach in his face, It's lunchtime punk open the face, Hit you with a punchline till you choke on your teeth, Catch me at a show rockin' in that tipsy mode, Like angels and demons unlockin Da Vinci's code, One drop in the canister, people split the globe, Blowin' every planet to shit once I hit the road, Uh! You in a tight nitch, cut you with Apathy, I'm on the night shift, see I hustle like Cassidy, So kill that chit chat and let the west coast see, One of the illest names Ribkat from S.O.B. C'mon. That's right, Fort Minor: We Major! Green Lantern! Mike Shinoda (Shinoda), S.O.B. (S.O.B), Demigodz (Demigodz), Machine Shop (Machine Shop), Linkin Park! (Linkin Park) You already know man, this is an... (Aw, yeah! It sure is fine Aw, yeah! It sure is fine)