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Living off the friends we made
Never ever getting paid
Kicking ass and paying dues
Lose our mind in self abuse

Loving ladies by the score
[Virtual Vicky]
Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob
To a game of ghetto laser tag
When they say: "What it is."
You scream: "What it ain't."
day?Just trying to get by 
I don't want their money cause I don't think it's funny?They're using all my energy and wasting my time?Nine to five is useless
Paying the dues by singing the blues, 
And dancin' to the beat. 

Running wild, 
We were livin' on dreams. 
Running wild, 
Nothing's what it seems.
the window but I can't face the drop
I'm sitting in a cage with an eye on the clock.

I'm ready to start paying my dues,
I've got to lose those
you.

You could blame it on depression, blame it on whatever you choose.
But it's still on the streets that people are really paying their dues
Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob
To a game of ghetto laser tag
When they say 'What it is'
You scream 'What it ain't'

(Battle zone, Goodie)
Now TLC will challenge Goodie Mob
To a game of ghetto laser tag
When they say 'What it is'
You scream 'What it ain't'

(Battle zone, Goodie)
you cand do to me nigga
Who the fuck are you
Your face is really new to me nigga
You want to run with the dog
Try paying your dues homes
Bum nigga
don't tease me
S-H-A-M-E why don't you take away my pain

The chances that I've dared to take
Couldn't pay their dues
The words I've said the good
to the highest bidder with some fame and a cheque,
Now any layman can get respect without breaking his neck,
Paying dues, time these crews started paying some
the mental and upright with the info
Catching hell, paying dues, but could it be so simple
The dark cold planet, you can't take the drama
Don't worry,
through this game of tug o' war
What you fellas fussing for
Maybe cause I'm grubbing more
Not unless I'm paying my dues
Don't hate me
A little hard
hold up
Let a nigga catch his breath
I'm still paying dues and the last one is death
Back to the essence with that shit you stressing, this rap
In our town we have a State Attorney by the name of Janet Reno 
She locks brothers up for not paying their child support
In your town you may have
hold up
Let a nigga catch his breath
I'm still paying dues and the last one is death
Back to the essence with that shit you stressing, this rap
or lounging after school with my crew
Writing tags on the bus, or finding ways to rock a shoe
Paying dues no return no concern back then
Like fat kids in lunch
been paying dues until I hit the red,
Is it dead, or is it just the picture which your fed?
Write rhymes with your heart and do your business with your
hold up
Let a nigga catch his breath
I'm still paying dues and the last one is death
Back to the essence with that shit you stressing, this rap