(Eightball)
Yeah, Yeah...Space Age forever..Niggas and hoes better Eightball & MJG...been ten down in this game since we were two young playas in a one horse then 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 wrong and Trapped in a trap til the mornin Ghetto ain't me no choices, I had to fight My momma and was too young to raise me right. Maybe I been a man from all the mistakes I made Niggas dead, gone, I still ain't afraid. Ain't too grown to get back on ghetto games I played My life would have been done got cut off if the weren't paid.
MJG
In the middle of doin crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin It never stopped me from music, God, but it didn't I had to use it It was obvious, I had to give up the streets - for the Not knowin, but faith on just how long that it would be Before I made it, somebody picked up my tape and played it With a remark like, "Hey, played that instrumental, you got potential." In the process of doing shows, parties, and mix tapes We even put it down on some of our jail release dates I can remember in the past down at fast foods Strictly to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last dude Who can make it in this rap, I thought that they ain't go see me in It was like a time looked over Tennesseee, and know Hip-Hop was in us. To all my in the game, I got love, stay on your toes Cause back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 to do my shows And look, I was 17 - when I signed my first And about 18 1/2 when I signed my worst contract, we from that And til this day, they still - our first tape before Out Hard, now can you feel it? Be humble and patient whatever you should choose 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 didn't a pot to piss So we got on and we rocked the bitch. Fuck the chee$e, I to see...My niggas in the front row Get buck wild, a fight, the police make a nigga stop the show Niggas all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, with hoes Box chevy with the and vogues, niggas didn't know 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, know everybody done sold dope, ran with a gang some hoes, and..snorted a little coke..but uhh.. I'm space agein..and 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 and get buck to this Make one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get fucked to Expand, all my true fans what they demand 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.