Paid Dues

So yeah man, we them dudes man
 You man not see us on the, on the TV with your favorite rapper
 You may not, hear us on the radio with the rest of them motherfuckers
 But I guarantee you, when you come to your city
 We-we some real motherfuckers. And our show is realer than a motherfucker man
 We makin' more money and we makin' better music man. Paid Dues motherfucker!
 We them dudes still rappin' over samples
 Livin' by words, we the real life example
 We live the dream, no matter the cost
 You still sleepin' on us?
 I ain't just some second stage openin' act
 I open up minds and I make impact
 I kicked the door open to the game in fact
 I created that lane you in, so kick back fool
 I come in peace but I'm from the streets
 A certified beast when it comes to beats
 Workin' ten times harder than your favorite rapper
 Rollin' with them psycho's it's a new chapter
 They respect cause I pay my dues
 A real hustlin' motherfucker
 You keep your head up and stay out of the pen
 You invest in yourself and you always win
 Yeah man we paid dues
 You don't understand the things we been through
 Yeah man we paid dues
 Standin' on stages and slayin' these fake crews
 On the mic like Nostradamus
 Constellations and stars in my bars when I spit
 These styles are all real and they not counterfeit
 This is a mean sixteen that is pristine
 Cleaner than the red paint that's on Christine
 I'm much more now than a man
 Do miraculous things when the mics in my hand
 I paid dues and got battle scars to show it
 Live MC if y'all did not know it
 A was born and raised a poet
 Then I moved to the streets of New York
 And they was convinced
 Met up with Grand Master Caz he made me a prince
 Yeah, an old Zulu warrior from the past
 Super Nat burn that ass to ash
 Yeah man we paid dues
 You don't understand the things we been through
 Yeah man we paid dues
 Standin' on stages and slayin' these fake crews
 I hit the street with more product the Feds brought in
 I'm doin' home invasions now cause the west forgot us
 I crack shows and crack skulls
 A Living Legend and a Psycho who smash most
 I paid dues like the M.A.A.D. Circle
 The whiskey's gentleman
 The mask is universal
 It's +Sick Side+ worldwide if you haven't heard
 You're tuned in to Sick Jack, Super Nat and MURS
 You won't catch us gettin' pub on the airwaves
 Hit the streets, hard boulevard, Kings of L.A
 Hip hop is underground and pop gets the airplay
 Ask the people what they wanna hear
 I stay heavy on the grind with mine
 Jump on stage, it's the only way my rhyme will shine
 The soldiers and gorillas combine it's one time
 And spit straight bullets at your fuckin' mind
 Yeah man we paid dues
 You don't understand the things we been through
 Yeah man we paid dues
 Standin' on stages and slayin' these fake crews