Paid Dues - Sick Jacken, 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?

Then it’s your loss

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

Ain’t afraid to lose

You keep your head up and stay out of the pen

You invest in yourself and you always win

Paid dues

Yeah man we paid dues

You don’t understand the things we been through

Paid dues

Yeah man we paid dues

Standin' on stages and slayin' these fake crews

Pay homage

To the bombest

Telepathic thoughts

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

Understand

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

Hard as they talk

Then I moved to the streets of New York

An Indiana native

And they was convinced

It makes sense

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

Paid dues

Yeah man we paid dues

You don’t understand the things we been through

Paid dues

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

Your act blows

A Living Legend and a Psycho who smash most

I paid dues like the M.A.A.D.

Circle

The whiskey’s gentleman

The master’s purple

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

See what they say

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

Audio clips

And spit straight bullets at your fuckin' mind

Paid dues

Yeah man we paid dues

You don’t understand the things we been through

Paid dues

Yeah man we paid dues

Standin' on stages and slayin' these fake crews