(Eightball)
Yeah, Yeah...Space Age forever..Niggas and better recognize & MJG...been ten toes down in this game since we were two young playas in a one town hopped to a muthafuckin grasshopper Nigga, my life have been done got cut off... If my weren't paid.
(Cee-Lo)
It's ah, skinnin lines between and right Trapped in a til the mornin light Ghetto ain't left me no choices, I had to My momma and daddy was too young to me right. Maybe I been made a man from all the I made Niggas dead, niggas gone, I still afraid. Ain't too grown to get back on ghetto games I played My life have been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid.
MJG
In the of doin crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin rhymes It never stopped me from music, God, but it mean I had to use it It was obvious, I had to up the streets - for the beats Not knowin, but havin faith on just how long that it be Before I it, before somebody picked up my tape and played it With a remark like, "Hey, played instrumental, you cat's got potential." In the process of doing talent shows, parties, and mix We even put it down on some of our homeboys release dates I can remember in the closin down at fast foods stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last dude Who can make it in rap, I thought that they ain't go see me in Memphis It was like a time looked over Tennesseee, and didn't know was in us. To all my vets in the game, I got love, stay on toes Cause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my And look, I was 17 - when I signed my contract And about 18 1/2 when I my worst contract, we hurt from that And til this day, they still - our first tape Comin Out Hard, now can you feel it? Be humble and patient with whatever you should Cause, to get to where I am right now, I paid my dues.
A C-note for a concert, I that sounds preposterous Nigga, we have a pot to piss So we got on stage and we the bitch. Fuck the chee$e, I to see...My niggas in the front row Get buck wild, start a fight, the make a nigga stop the show Niggas all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, fuckin hoes Box chevy with the and vogues, niggas didn't shit about a 20 inch Mo-Mo Hard head, young nigga don't that shit, til I see that shit See them heavyweight niggas, one day, I'm gonna be that Ok, everybody know everybody sold dope, ran with a gang Pimp some hoes, and..snorted a coke..but uhh.. I'm agein..and we'll forever be Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G Turn the page, from then to now, and we still clubs and small towns think they bouncin, and we find them Put them on the guest list, make them pump their fist and get buck to Make one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get to this Expand, give all my true fans what they Do my part again and uhh...come out hard and uhh.. Keep space agein, and forever be... Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G.