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(Eightball)

Yeah, Yeah...Space Age forever..Niggas and hoes recognize
Eightball & MJG...been ten down in this game
since we were two young playas in a one town
hopped to a muthafuckin grasshopper
Nigga, my life would have been got cut off...
If my weren't paid.

(Cee-Lo)

It's ah, skinnin between wrong and right
in a trap til the mornin light
Ghetto ain't me no choices, I had to fight
My and daddy was too young to raise me right.
Maybe I been made a man from all the I made
dead, niggas gone, I still ain't afraid.
Ain't too grown to get on with 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 rhymes
It stopped me from playin music,
God, but it didn't 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 it would be
Before I it, before somebody picked up my tape and played it
a remark like, "Hey, played that instrumental, you cat's got potential."
In the process of doing shows, parties, and mix tapes
We even put it down on some of our homeboys jail dates
I can remember in the closin down at fast foods
Strictly 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 a time they looked over Tennesseee,
and know Hip-Hop was in us.
To all my vets in the game, I got love, 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 my first contract
And about 18 1/2 when I signed my contract, we hurt from that
And til this day, they still distributin - our first
before 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 don't my dues.

A C-note for a concert, I know sounds preposterous
Nigga, we have a pot to piss
So we got on stage and we the bitch.
Fuck the chee$e, I love to see...My in the front row
Get buck wild, start a fight, the police a nigga stop the show
all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, fuckin with hoes
Box chevy the spokes and vogues,
niggas didn't know shit about a 20 inch
Hard head, young nigga don't believe shit, til I see that shit
See heavyweight niggas, one day, I'm gonna be that shit
Ok, everybody know everybody done dope, ran with a gang
Pimp 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
Small clubs and small towns think they bouncin, and we them
Put on the guest list, make them pump their fist and get buck to this
Make one of them weed smokin, gangsta get fucked to this
Expand, give all my true fans what demand
Do my part again and uhh...come out hard and uhh..
Keep space agein, and we'll be...
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G.