Lirik Lagu Paid Dues - Eightball & MJG F/ Cee-Lo
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Intro (Eightball)
Yeah, Yeah...Space Age forever..Niggas and hoes better recognizeEightball & MJG...been ten toes down in this gamesince we were two young playas in a one horse townthen hopped to a muthafuckin grasshopperNigga, my life would have been done got cut off...If my dues weren't paid.
Chorus (Cee-Lo)
It's ah, skinnin lines between wrong and rightTrapped in a trap til the mornin lightGhetto ain't left me no choices, I had to fightMy momma and daddy was too young to raise me right.Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I madeNiggas dead, niggas gone, I still ain't afraid.Ain't too grown to get back on with ghetto games I playedMy life would have been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid.
MJG
In the middle of doin crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin rhymesIt never stopped me from playin music,God, but it didn't mean I had to use itIt was obvious, I had to give up the streets - for the beatsNot knowin, but havin faith on just how long that it would beBefore I made it, before somebody picked up my tape and played itWith a remark like, "Hey, played that instrumental, you cat's got potential."In the process of doing talent shows, parties, and mix tapesWe even put it down on some of our homeboys jail release datesI can remember in the past closin down at fast foodsStrictly stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last dudeWho can make it in this rap, I thought that they ain't go see me in MemphisIt was like a time they looked over Tennesseee,and didn't know Hip-Hop was in us.To all my vets in the game, I got love, stay on your toesCause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my showsAnd look, I was 17 - when I signed my first contractAnd about 18 1/2 when I signed my worst contract, we hurt from thatAnd til this day, they still distributin - our first tapebefore Comin Out Hard, now can you feel it?Be humble and patient with whatever you should chooseCause, to get to where I am right now, I don't paid my dues.
Chorus
Eightball
A C-note for a concert, I know that sounds preposterousNigga, we didn't have a pot to pissSo we got on stage and we rocked the bitch.Fuck the chee$e, I love to see...My niggas in the front rowGet buck wild, start a fight, the police make a nigga stop the showNiggas all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, fuckin with hoesBox chevy with the spokes and vogues,niggas didn't know shit about a 20 inch Mo-MoHard head, young nigga don't believe that shit, til I see that shitSee them heavyweight niggas, one day, I'm gonna be that shitOk, everybody know everybody done sold dope, ran with a gangPimp some hoes, and..snorted a little coke..but uhh..I'm space agein..and we'll forever beEightball, the fat mack, and...M-J fuckin GTurn the page, from then to now, and we still grindinSmall clubs and small towns think they bouncin, and we find themPut them on the guest list, make them pump their fist and get buck to thisMake one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get fucked to thisExpand, give all my true fans what they demandDo my part again and uhh...come out hard again and uhh..Keep space agein, and we'll forever be...Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J fuckin G.
Chorus
Yeah, Yeah...Space Age forever..Niggas and hoes better recognizeEightball & MJG...been ten toes down in this gamesince we were two young playas in a one horse townthen hopped to a muthafuckin grasshopperNigga, my life would have been done got cut off...If my dues weren't paid.
Chorus (Cee-Lo)
It's ah, skinnin lines between wrong and rightTrapped in a trap til the mornin lightGhetto ain't left me no choices, I had to fightMy momma and daddy was too young to raise me right.Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I madeNiggas dead, niggas gone, I still ain't afraid.Ain't too grown to get back on with ghetto games I playedMy life would have been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid.
MJG
In the middle of doin crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin rhymesIt never stopped me from playin music,God, but it didn't mean I had to use itIt was obvious, I had to give up the streets - for the beatsNot knowin, but havin faith on just how long that it would beBefore I made it, before somebody picked up my tape and played itWith a remark like, "Hey, played that instrumental, you cat's got potential."In the process of doing talent shows, parties, and mix tapesWe even put it down on some of our homeboys jail release datesI can remember in the past closin down at fast foodsStrictly stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last dudeWho can make it in this rap, I thought that they ain't go see me in MemphisIt was like a time they looked over Tennesseee,and didn't know Hip-Hop was in us.To all my vets in the game, I got love, stay on your toesCause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my showsAnd look, I was 17 - when I signed my first contractAnd about 18 1/2 when I signed my worst contract, we hurt from thatAnd til this day, they still distributin - our first tapebefore Comin Out Hard, now can you feel it?Be humble and patient with whatever you should chooseCause, to get to where I am right now, I don't paid my dues.
Chorus
Eightball
A C-note for a concert, I know that sounds preposterousNigga, we didn't have a pot to pissSo we got on stage and we rocked the bitch.Fuck the chee$e, I love to see...My niggas in the front rowGet buck wild, start a fight, the police make a nigga stop the showNiggas all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, fuckin with hoesBox chevy with the spokes and vogues,niggas didn't know shit about a 20 inch Mo-MoHard head, young nigga don't believe that shit, til I see that shitSee them heavyweight niggas, one day, I'm gonna be that shitOk, everybody know everybody done sold dope, ran with a gangPimp some hoes, and..snorted a little coke..but uhh..I'm space agein..and we'll forever beEightball, the fat mack, and...M-J fuckin GTurn the page, from then to now, and we still grindinSmall clubs and small towns think they bouncin, and we find themPut them on the guest list, make them pump their fist and get buck to thisMake one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get fucked to thisExpand, give all my true fans what they demandDo my part again and uhh...come out hard again and uhh..Keep space agein, and we'll forever be...Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J fuckin G.
Chorus
