[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