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(Eightball)

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

(Cee-Lo)

It's ah, skinnin lines wrong and right
in a trap til the mornin light
Ghetto ain't me no choices, I had to fight
My momma and was too young to raise me right.
Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I
Niggas dead, niggas gone, I ain't afraid.
Ain't too to get back on with ghetto games I played
My life would have been done got cut off if the dues paid.

MJG

In the middle of doin (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin rhymes
It stopped me from playin 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 on just how long that it would be
Before I made it, before somebody picked up my 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 jail release
I can in the past closin down at fast foods
Strictly stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last
Who can make it in this rap, I thought that they go see me in Memphis
It was a time they looked over Tennesseee,
and didn't Hip-Hop was in us.
To all my vets in the game, I got love, on your toes
Cause in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental 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, still distributin - our first tape
Comin 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 don't my dues.

A C-note for a concert, I know that preposterous
Nigga, we didn't have a pot to
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 police a nigga stop the show
all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, fuckin with hoes
Box chevy with the and vogues,
niggas know shit about a 20 inch Mo-Mo
Hard head, young nigga don't believe shit, til I see that shit
See them heavyweight niggas, one day, I'm gonna be shit
Ok, everybody know everybody done sold dope, ran with a
some hoes, and..snorted a little 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
Small clubs and towns think they bouncin, and we find them
Put them on the guest list, them pump their fist and get buck to this
one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get fucked to this
Expand, give all my true fans what demand
Do my part again and uhh...come out again and uhh..
Keep space agein, and we'll be...
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G.