Lyrics Paid Dues - Sick Jacken feat. Murs & Supernatural
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
Album
Stray Bullets
1 Live From the Caves
2 Praying Mantis (Goodlife remix)
3 The Fall of Us
4 Ceremonial Slang
5 Out Here (remix)
6 Death Frees Every Soul
7 The Society of Psychos
8 Sick Life
9 Hollywood Drive-By (remix)
10 Trial and Adversity
11 Angels and Demons (remix)
12 Metal Rain
13 Black and Brown Army
14 Sinister
15 Born in L.A.
16 Life, Luv, and Pain
17 Paid Dues
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