[00:00.000] 作曲 : Burton, Goodwin, Sheats, Smith
[00:05.741]Yeah,
[00:08.526]yeah,
[00:10.364]Space Age forever;
[00:16.171]Niggas and hos better recognize
[00:21.216]Eightball and MJG, been ten toes down in this game
[00:22.988]第三句歌词Since we were two young playas in a one-horse town
[00:26.827]Then hopped to a mutha****in' grasshopper
[00:28.725]Nigga, my life would have been done got cut off
[00:32.521]If my dues weren't paid
[00:34.628]It's a thinnin' line between wrong and right
[00:37.684]Trapped in a trap till the mornin' light
[00:42.076]Ghetto ain't left me no choices; I had to fight
[00:45.616]My mama and daddy was too young to raise me right
[00:49.742]Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I made
[00:54.153]Niggas dead, niggas gone; I still ain't afraid
[00:57.435]Ain't too grown to get back on with ghetto games I played
[01:01.331]My life would have been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid
[01:05.454]In the middle of doin' crime; it never stopped me from writin' rhymes
[01:10.013]It never stopped me from playin' music
[01:11.773]God, but it didn't mean I had to use it
[01:13.551]It was obvious: I had to give up the streets for the beats
[01:16.560]Not knowin', but havin' faith on just how long that it would be
[01:21.203]Before I made it, before somebody picked up my tape and played it
[01:24.510]With a remark like, "Hey, played that instrumental, you cat's got potential."
[01:29.305]In the process of doing talent shows, parties, and mix tapes
[01:33.383]We even put it down on some of our homeboys jail release dates
[01:36.988]I can remember in the past closin' down at fast foods
[01:40.830]Strictly stickin' to my dreams, but feelin' like I'd be the last dude
[01:44.906]Who can make it in this rap; I thought that they ain't gon' see me in Memphis
[01:48.429]It was like a time they looked over Tennessee
[01:52.993]And didn't know hip-hop was in us
[01:53.765]To all my vets in the game, I got love; stay on your toes
[01:57.037]'Cause back in the days, I used to use your 4-5 instrumental to do my shows
[02:00.077]And, look, I was seventeen when I signed my first contract
[02:03.844]And about eighteen and a half when I signed my worst contract; we hurt from that
[02:07.151]And till this day they still distributin' our first tape
[02:10.282]Before Comin' Out Hard, now can you feel it?
[02:14.645]Be humble and patient with whatever you should choose
[02:19.442]'Cause to get to where I am right now, I done paid my dues
[02:22.961]It's a thinnin' line between wrong and right
[02:26.272]Trapped in a trap till the mornin' light
[02:30.814]Ghetto ain't left me no choices; I had to fight
[02:35.879]My mama and daddy was too young to raise me right
[02:38.385]Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I made
[02:43.445]Niggas dead, niggas gone; I still ain't afraid
[02:45.953]Ain't too grown to get back on with ghetto games I played
[02:49.717]My life would have been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid
[02:54.502]A c-note for a concert; I know that sounds preposterous
[02:58.337]Nigga, we didn't have a pot to piss
[03:00.343]So we got on stage, and we rocked the bitch
[03:02.102]**** the cheese; I love to see my niggas in the front row
[03:06.369]Get buck wild, start a fight; the police make a nigga stop the show
[03:10.212]Niggas all in the parkin' lot, bustin' shots, ****in' with hos
[03:13.987]Box Chevy with the spokes and vogues
[03:15.748]Niggas didn't know shit about a twenty inch Mo-Mo
[03:19.021]Hard head, young nigga don't believe that shit till I see that shit
[03:22.553]See them heavyweight niggas; one day, I'm gonna be that shit
[03:25.564]Okay, everybody know everybody done sold dope, ran with a gang
[03:30.109]Pimp some hos and snorted a little coke, but, uh
[03:33.720]I'm space again, and we'll forever be
[03:37.999]Eightball, the fat mack, and M-J-****in'-G
[03:41.009]Turn the page from then to now, and we still grindin'
[03:45.276]Small clubs and small towns think they bouncin', and we find them
[03:49.093]Put them on the guest list, make them pump their fist and get buck to this
[03:56.678]Make one of them weed smokin', gangsta bitches get ****ed to this
[04:00.484]Expand, give all my true fans what they demand
[04:04.747]Do my part again and, uh, come out hard again, and, uh
[04:08.262]Keep space again, and we'll forever be
[04:11.525]Eightball, the fat mack, and M-J-****in'-G
[04:14.356]It's a thinnin' line between wrong and right
[04:18.950]Trapped in a trap till the mornin' light
[04:22.459]Ghetto ain't left me no choices; I had to fight
[04:26.468]My mama and daddy was too young to raise me right
[04:30.480]Maybe I been made a man from all the mistakes I made
[04:33.996]Niggas dead, niggas gone; I still ain't afraid
[04:38.262]Ain't too grown to get back on with ghetto games I played
[04:55.883]My life would have been done got cut off if the dues weren't paid