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(Eightball)

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

(Cee-Lo)

It's ah, skinnin lines between and right
in a trap til the mornin light
Ghetto ain't left me no choices, I had to
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 with ghetto games I
My life would been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid.

MJG

In the middle of crime (Uggh), it never stopped me from writin rhymes
It never stopped me playin music,
God, but it didn't I had to use it
It was obvious, I had to give up the - for the beats
Not knowin, but faith on just how long that it would be
Before I made it, before 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 on some of our homeboys jail release dates
I can remember in the past down at fast foods
stickin to my dreams, but feelin like I'd be the last dude
Who can make it in this rap, I thought that they go see me in Memphis
It was like a time they over Tennesseee,
and know Hip-Hop was in us.
To all my vets in the game, I got love, stay on your
back in the days, I use to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my shows
And look, I was 17 - when I signed my contract
And 18 1/2 when I signed my worst contract, we hurt from that
And til this day, they distributin - our first tape
before Comin Out Hard, now can you 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 sounds preposterous
Nigga, we didn't have a pot to
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, start a fight, the police make a stop the show
Niggas all in the parkin lot, bustin shots, fuckin with
Box chevy the spokes and vogues,
niggas didn't shit about a 20 inch Mo-Mo
Hard head, young nigga don't believe that shit, til I see that
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 space agein..and forever be
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G
the page, from then to now, and we still grindin
Small clubs and small towns think they bouncin, and we find
Put them on the guest list, make them pump their fist and get buck to
one of them weed smokin, gangsta bitches get fucked to this
Expand, give all my true fans what they
Do my again and uhh...come out hard again and uhh..
Keep space agein, and we'll be...
Eightball, the fat mack, and...M-J G.