[{"id":35559796,"name":"That's Y They Do It","trackName":"That's Y They Do It","artistName":"Low Profile","albumName":"Pay Ya Dues","duration":268.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[ VERSE 1: W.C. ]\nI'ma take this opportunity to explain\nWhy would a kid in '89 wanna sling cocaine\nKilos of cracks in stacks, and spend 20s and 10s\nAnd at the age of 11 own a brand-new Benz\nBut I don't blame it on the kids, man, the system is wack\nThere's more money on the streets, gee, than flippin over Big Macs\nBut if you're still confused, just groove to the music\nCause I'ma show you why they do it\n\n(That's why) (they) (do it)\n\n[ VERSE 2: W.C. ]\nCall up the press, the newscast, cause I'm about to serve\nA dope message segment, yeah, the need to be heard\nWhy would a young'un comin up wanna sling in the streets\nInstead of plannin for an educated college degree?\nHere's an answer: who's a role model in the ghetto\nWhile these young'uns live in the slums like bums?\nThey ain't got a role model, so they look up to the brothers on Daytons\nWhile daddy drive a station wagon\nSlackin, lackin, held in the back, and\nMama's broke as hell, so they start sellin crack, and\nClockin more g's than the Jackson 5\nSee, to them, slingin drugs is a way to survive\nGo get a job, minimum wage, no, don't even bother\nSlavin like a sucker for 3.85 an hour?\nNope, I ain't with it, y'all can take that back, jack\nAnd stuff it down your mouth like a garbage can compact\n'Just say no' - man, these children are laughin slingin dope\nYo, the slogan's a joke\nPeople keep speakin 'pon drugs, but they never coincide\nWhen they never slung dope in their life\nHow can they speak upon a subject at which they lack knowledge?\nYou say you're tryin to stop drugs? It's all a bunch of garbage\nBut if you're still confused, yo, just groove to the music\nCause I'ma show you why they do it\n\n(That's why) (they) (do it)\n\n[ VERSE 3: W.C. ]\nNow if you're still havin trouble tryin to find a reason kids sling dope\nAnd sport a fat gold rope\nLet's take a look at this materialistic system, bro\nSpecifically designed to keep minorites broke\nYou know the news got me laughin\nEvery day they comin up with somethin new\nCurfews and task force crews\nBut who's to blame, because they never ever seem to work\nIt just seem that more people get jerked and hurt\nHow can they account for the problem which they started?\nHey yo, you must be retarded\nBut if you're still confused, just groove to the music\nAnd Doub'll show you why they do it\n\n(That's why) (they) (do it)\n\n[ VERSE 4: W.C. ]\nNo more lollygaggin wastin time, let's get to the facts\nYou ask what could spark a kid into slingin that crack?\nThen think about it, to a kid comin up in this surrounding\nThe cash and caine, he's more than forced to sling\nHis homies used to do it, and his brothers do it too\nSo he gotta do it, or else he ain't cool\nSuckers try to knock him, but they never suceed\nSo much money his pockets, parents down to his knees\nAlmost blamin on the parents, the first thing we do\nIn '89, y'all, a kid's gonna do what he wanna do\nBut what do you expect when a brother lack role models?\nAll he know is women, cash and Eight bottles\nMost people make it to the top, man they never come back\nSpeak to the kids, say, \"Yo, this is wack\"\nToo busy havin fun in the next man's game\nThey think they made it, but they got a shackle still on they brain\nPeople try to play me like a booty-neck sucker\nThe system sling, but see, they do it undercover\nYou want the truth well, here, I just threw it\nPeace - that's why they do it\n\n(That's why) (they) (do it)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: That's Y They Do It\n  artist: Low Profile\n  album: Pay Ya Dues\n  duration_ms: 268000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [ VERSE 1: W.C. ]\n  I'ma take this opportunity to explain\n  Why would a kid in '89 wanna sling cocaine\n  Kilos of cracks in stacks, and spend 20s and 10s\n  And at the age of 11 own a brand-new Benz\n  But I don't blame it on the kids, man, the system is wack\n  There's more money on the streets, gee, than flippin over Big Macs\n  But if you're still confused, just groove to the music\n  Cause I'ma show you why they do it\n\n  (That's why) (they) (do it)\n\n  [ VERSE 2: W.C. ]\n  Call up the press, the newscast, cause I'm about to serve\n  A dope message segment, yeah, the need to be heard\n  Why would a young'un comin up wanna sling in the streets\n  Instead of plannin for an educated college degree?\n  Here's an answer: who's a role model in the ghetto\n  While these young'uns live in the slums like bums?\n  They ain't got a role model, so they look up to the brothers on Daytons\n  While daddy drive a station wagon\n  Slackin, lackin, held in the back, and\n  Mama's broke as hell, so they start sellin crack, and\n  Clockin more g's than the Jackson 5\n  See, to them, slingin drugs is a way to survive\n  Go get a job, minimum wage, no, don't even bother\n  Slavin like a sucker for 3.85 an hour?\n  Nope, I ain't with it, y'all can take that back, jack\n  And stuff it down your mouth like a garbage can compact\n  'Just say no' - man, these children are laughin slingin dope\n  Yo, the slogan's a joke\n  People keep speakin 'pon drugs, but they never coincide\n  When they never slung dope in their life\n  How can they speak upon a subject at which they lack knowledge?\n  You say you're tryin to stop drugs? It's all a bunch of garbage\n  But if you're still confused, yo, just groove to the music\n  Cause I'ma show you why they do it\n\n  (That's why) (they) (do it)\n\n  [ VERSE 3: W.C. ]\n  Now if you're still havin trouble tryin to find a reason kids sling dope\n  And sport a fat gold rope\n  Let's take a look at this materialistic system, bro\n  Specifically designed to keep minorites broke\n  You know the news got me laughin\n  Every day they comin up with somethin new\n  Curfews and task force crews\n  But who's to blame, because they never ever seem to work\n  It just seem that more people get jerked and hurt\n  How can they account for the problem which they started?\n  Hey yo, you must be retarded\n  But if you're still confused, just groove to the music\n  And Doub'll show you why they do it\n\n  (That's why) (they) (do it)\n\n  [ VERSE 4: W.C. ]\n  No more lollygaggin wastin time, let's get to the facts\n  You ask what could spark a kid into slingin that crack?\n  Then think about it, to a kid comin up in this surrounding\n  The cash and caine, he's more than forced to sling\n  His homies used to do it, and his brothers do it too\n  So he gotta do it, or else he ain't cool\n  Suckers try to knock him, but they never suceed\n  So much money his pockets, parents down to his knees\n  Almost blamin on the parents, the first thing we do\n  In '89, y'all, a kid's gonna do what he wanna do\n  But what do you expect when a brother lack role models?\n  All he know is women, cash and Eight bottles\n  Most people make it to the top, man they never come back\n  Speak to the kids, say, \"Yo, this is wack\"\n  Too busy havin fun in the next man's game\n  They think they made it, but they got a shackle still on they brain\n  People try to play me like a booty-neck sucker\n  The system sling, but see, they do it undercover\n  You want the truth well, here, I just threw it\n  Peace - that's why they do it\n\n  (That's why) (they) (do it)\n"},{"id":4895498,"name":"Pay Ya Dues","trackName":"Pay Ya Dues","artistName":"Low Profile","albumName":"We're In This Together","duration":280.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now here we go, y'all gotta play this\n(Why?) Cause the others are so scared to say this\nNow tell me, what am I supposed to do\nAbout a sucker like you who ain't never paid dues?\nSlapper, hip-happer, you're gettin wacker\nYour girl better step, or I just might jack her\nSmack her like a gangster, but I don't bang\nI gank suckers like you for thick gold chains\nHe don't deserve it (Hell nah)\nSo take it off your neck\nCause goddamn, you ain't comin correct\nWhat's this, a sucker duck holdin a mic?\nLike Keith Sweat said, somethin just ain't right\nSeems nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper, down with crews,\nBut they ain't never paid dues\nSuckers perpatratin, playin hardcore\nPunks, I bet you worked at a flower store\nYou know what eats me up the most?\nIs when a sucker just started and thinks he's high post\nYou ain't pay a nann due in your life\nTalkin bout a new style, you know who you sound like?\nKRS, Chuck D, Kool Moe, as one\nYellin on the mic like the name was Run\nYou'se a peon, when I bought a pair of Lee's\nNow all of a sudden you're supposed to be an MC?\nYo, that's wack, it just ain't right\nYou only stood on one stage in your whole damn life\nNow you want respect, hey yo, you'se a fool\nEverybody wanna rap, but they ain't paid dues\n\nI can still remember way, way back in the days\nThe times me and Aladdin dreamed of gettin paid\nStandin outside just pullin the jacks\nTo earn a little money to drop a dope track\nBack in the days I drove a raggedy Dodge\nCouldn't afford a studio, so we used a garage\nAladdin used to grab a gang of disco breaks\nOne turntable and a broken 808\nMy little brother Tunes and Frank, they hung around all night\nTo make sure that the demo was tight\nDidn't have an enigneer, if you know what I mean\nAladdin did it all at the age of 16\nGifted, uplifted, I was mad as The Mack\nSuckers had me playin the back\nBut thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the door\nNow I'ma rock the mutha-(uh) till it ain't no more\nWe paid dues\n\nI knew a brother who used to dress just like a faggot\nReal tight jeans, some boots and leather jackets\nHomey as hell, he never came outside\nCause everytime I came around, he used to run and hide\nSpoiled like a brat, had everything he wanted\nAnd when he walked, he switched like a woman\nRode a pink bike, man, the sucker was soft\nHad to be in before the street lights came on\nYo, just the other day I turned my radio on\nThe _Mack Attack_ kicked on a brand new song\nI didn't know what it was, I never heard it before\nBut the record was smooth and hardcore\nI said to myself, 'Hey yo, I gotta see this group'\nSo I called up Aladdin and the rest of the crew\nGrabbed the nine with the hollow point tip\nStepped in the party with a gangster limp\nTook a look at the stage, and yo, what do you know?\nThe same old faggot from a long time ago\nFrom real tight jeans and a go-go boot\nHe went to Pendeltons and a khaki suit\nNow tell me, ain't this a blip?\nSomebody need to slap the perpetrator in the lip\nYesterday he was a mama boy, now he's rappin?\nFoolin the crowd because he got you all clappin\nAnd tappin, an example of what I'm tryin to prove\nA sucker like this who ain't never paid dues\nTo those who wanna rap, I'm pertainin to you\nBefore you pick up a mic, you gotta pay dues\n\nLet the story be told\nThat's the way it is\nYou got to pay your dues\n\nLow Profile definitely payin the dues\nW.C, DJ Aladdin\nFrank, my little brother Crazy Tunes, Jazzy D\nWe in there, everypaid they dues\nAbracadabra, DJ Aladdin\nWe outta here","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.74] Now here we go, y'all gotta play this\n[00:04.78] (Why?) 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Cause the others are so scared to say this\n  Now tell me, what am I supposed to do\n  About a sucker like you who ain't never paid dues?\n  Slapper, hip-happer, you're gettin wacker\n  Your girl better step, or I just might jack her\n  Smack her like a gangster, but I don't bang\n  I gank suckers like you for thick gold chains\n  He don't deserve it (Hell nah)\n  So take it off your neck\n  Cause goddamn, you ain't comin correct\n  What's this, a sucker duck holdin a mic?\n  Like Keith Sweat said, somethin just ain't right\n  Seems nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper, down with crews,\n  But they ain't never paid dues\n  Suckers perpatratin, playin hardcore\n  Punks, I bet you worked at a flower store\n  You know what eats me up the most?\n  Is when a sucker just started and thinks he's high post\n  You ain't pay a nann due in your life\n  Talkin bout a new style, you know who you sound like?\n  KRS, Chuck D, Kool Moe, as one\n  Yellin on the mic like the name was Run\n  You'se a peon, when I bought a pair of Lee's\n  Now all of a sudden you're supposed to be an MC?\n  Yo, that's wack, it just ain't right\n  You only stood on one stage in your whole damn life\n  Now you want respect, hey yo, you'se a fool\n  Everybody wanna rap, but they ain't paid dues\n\n  I can still remember way, way back in the days\n  The times me and Aladdin dreamed of gettin paid\n  Standin outside just pullin the jacks\n  To earn a little money to drop a dope track\n  Back in the days I drove a raggedy Dodge\n  Couldn't afford a studio, so we used a garage\n  Aladdin used to grab a gang of disco breaks\n  One turntable and a broken 808\n  My little brother Tunes and Frank, they hung around all night\n  To make sure that the demo was tight\n  Didn't have an enigneer, if you know what I mean\n  Aladdin did it all at the age of 16\n  Gifted, uplifted, I was mad as The Mack\n  Suckers had me playin the back\n  But thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the door\n  Now I'ma rock the mutha-(uh) till it ain't no more\n  We paid dues\n\n  I knew a brother who used to dress just like a faggot\n  Real tight jeans, some boots and leather jackets\n  Homey as hell, he never came outside\n  Cause everytime I came around, he used to run and hide\n  Spoiled like a brat, had everything he wanted\n  And when he walked, he switched like a woman\n  Rode a pink bike, man, the sucker was soft\n  Had to be in before the street lights came on\n  Yo, just the other day I turned my radio on\n  The _Mack Attack_ kicked on a brand new song\n  I didn't know what it was, I never heard it before\n  But the record was smooth and hardcore\n  I said to myself, 'Hey yo, I gotta see this group'\n  So I called up Aladdin and the rest of the crew\n  Grabbed the nine with the hollow point tip\n  Stepped in the party with a gangster limp\n  Took a look at the stage, and yo, what do you know?\n  The same old faggot from a long time ago\n  From real tight jeans and a go-go boot\n  He went to Pendeltons and a khaki suit\n  Now tell me, ain't this a blip?\n  Somebody need to slap the perpetrator in the lip\n  Yesterday he was a mama boy, now he's rappin?\n  Foolin the crowd because he got you all clappin\n  And tappin, an example of what I'm tryin to prove\n  A sucker like this who ain't never paid dues\n  To those who wanna rap, I'm pertainin to you\n  Before you pick up a mic, you gotta pay dues\n\n  Let the story be told\n  That's the way it is\n  You got to pay your dues\n\n  Low Profile definitely payin the dues\n  W.C, DJ Aladdin\n  Frank, my little brother Crazy Tunes, Jazzy D\n  We in there, everypaid they dues\n  Abracadabra, DJ Aladdin\n  We outta here\n"},{"id":32040815,"name":"Pay Ya Dues","trackName":"Pay Ya Dues","artistName":"Low Profile","albumName":"Diary of the Originator","duration":342.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now here we go, y'all gotta play this\n(Why?) 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Cause the others are so scared to say this\n  Now tell me, what am I supposed to do\n  About a sucker like you who ain't never paid dues?\n  Slapper, hip-happer, you're gettin wacker\n  Your girl better step, or I just might jack her\n  Smack her like a gangster, but I don't bang\n  I gank suckers like you for thick gold chains\n  He don't deserve it (Hell nah)\n  So take it off your neck\n  Cause goddamn, you ain't comin correct\n  What's this, a sucker duck holdin a mic?\n  Like Keith Sweat said, somethin just ain't right\n  Seems nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper, down with crews,\n  But they ain't never paid dues\n  Suckers perpatratin, playin hardcore\n  Punks, I bet you worked at a flower store\n  You know what eats me up the most?\n  Is when a sucker just started and thinks he's high post\n  You ain't pay a nann due in your life\n  Talkin bout a new style, you know who you sound like?\n  KRS, Chuck D, Kool Moe, as one\n  Yellin on the mic like the name was Run\n  You'se a peon, when I bought a pair of Lee's\n  Now all of a sudden you're supposed to be an MC?\n  Yo, that's wack, it just ain't right\n  You only stood on one stage in your whole damn life\n  Now you want respect, hey yo, you'se a fool\n  Everybody wanna rap, but they ain't paid dues\n\n  I can still remember way, way back in the days\n  The times me and Aladdin dreamed of gettin paid\n  Standin outside just pullin the jacks\n  To earn a little money to drop a dope track\n  Back in the days I drove a raggedy Dodge\n  Couldn't afford a studio, so we used a garage\n  Aladdin used to grab a gang of disco breaks\n  One turntable and a broken 808\n  My little brother Tunes and Frank, they hung around all night\n  To make sure that the demo was tight\n  Didn't have an enigneer, if you know what I mean\n  Aladdin did it all at the age of 16\n  Gifted, uplifted, I was mad as The Mack\n  Suckers had me playin the back\n  But thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the door\n  Now I'ma rock the mutha-(uh) till it ain't no more\n  We paid dues\n\n  I knew a brother who used to dress just like a faggot\n  Real tight jeans, some boots and leather jackets\n  Homey as hell, he never came outside\n  Cause everytime I came around, he used to run and hide\n  Spoiled like a brat, had everything he wanted\n  And when he walked, he switched like a woman\n  Rode a pink bike, man, the sucker was soft\n  Had to be in before the street lights came on\n  Yo, just the other day I turned my radio on\n  The _Mack Attack_ kicked on a brand new song\n  I didn't know what it was, I never heard it before\n  But the record was smooth and hardcore\n  I said to myself, 'Hey yo, I gotta see this group'\n  So I called up Aladdin and the rest of the crew\n  Grabbed the nine with the hollow point tip\n  Stepped in the party with a gangster limp\n  Took a look at the stage, and yo, what do you know?\n  The same old faggot from a long time ago\n  From real tight jeans and a go-go boot\n  He went to Pendeltons and a khaki suit\n  Now tell me, ain't this a blip?\n  Somebody need to slap the perpetrator in the lip\n  Yesterday he was a mama boy, now he's rappin?\n  Foolin the crowd because he got you all clappin\n  And tappin, an example of what I'm tryin to prove\n  A sucker like this who ain't never paid dues\n  To those who wanna rap, I'm pertainin to you\n  Before you pick up a mic, you gotta pay dues\n\n  Let the story be told\n  That's the way it is\n  You got to pay your dues\n\n  Low Profile definitely payin the dues\n  W.C, DJ Aladdin\n  Frank, my little brother Crazy Tunes, Jazzy D\n  We in there, everypaid they dues\n  Abracadabra, DJ Aladdin\n  We outta here\n"},{"id":9513837,"name":"Pay Ya Dues","trackName":"Pay Ya Dues","artistName":"Low Profile","albumName":"Greatest Hip Hop Singles 1989","duration":278.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Now here we go, y'all gotta play this\n(Why?) Cause the others are so scared to say this\nNow tell me, what am I supposed to do\nAbout a sucker like you who ain't never paid dues?\nSlapper, hip-happer, you're gettin wacker\nYour girl better step, or I just might jack her\nSmack her like a gangster, but I don't bang\nI gank suckers like you for thick gold chains\nHe don't deserve it (Hell nah)\nSo take it off your neck\nCause goddamn, you ain't comin correct\nWhat's this, a sucker duck holdin a mic?\nLike Keith Sweat said, somethin just ain't right\nSeems nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper, down with crews,\nBut they ain't never paid dues\nSuckers perpatratin, playin hardcore\nPunks, I bet you worked at a flower store\nYou know what eats me up the most?\nIs when a sucker just started and thinks he's high post\nYou ain't pay a nann due in your life\nTalkin bout a new style, you know who you sound like?\nKRS, Chuck D, Kool Moe, as one\nYellin on the mic like the name was Run\nYou'se a peon, when I bought a pair of Lee's\nNow all of a sudden you're supposed to be an MC?\nYo, that's wack, it just ain't right\nYou only stood on one stage in your whole damn life\nNow you want respect, hey yo, you'se a fool\nEverybody wanna rap, but they ain't paid dues\n\nI can still remember way, way back in the days\nThe times me and Aladdin dreamed of gettin paid\nStandin outside just pullin the jacks\nTo earn a little money to drop a dope track\nBack in the days I drove a raggedy Dodge\nCouldn't afford a studio, so we used a garage\nAladdin used to grab a gang of disco breaks\nOne turntable and a broken 808\nMy little brother Tunes and Frank, they hung around all night\nTo make sure that the demo was tight\nDidn't have an enigneer, if you know what I mean\nAladdin did it all at the age of 16\nGifted, uplifted, I was mad as The Mack\nSuckers had me playin the back\nBut thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the door\nNow I'ma rock the mutha-(uh) till it ain't no more\nWe paid dues\n\nI knew a brother who used to dress just like a faggot\nReal tight jeans, some boots and leather jackets\nHomey as hell, he never came outside\nCause everytime I came around, he used to run and hide\nSpoiled like a brat, had everything he wanted\nAnd when he walked, he switched like a woman\nRode a pink bike, man, the sucker was soft\nHad to be in before the street lights came on\nYo, just the other day I turned my radio on\nThe _Mack Attack_ kicked on a brand new song\nI didn't know what it was, I never heard it before\nBut the record was smooth and hardcore\nI said to myself, 'Hey yo, I gotta see this group'\nSo I called up Aladdin and the rest of the crew\nGrabbed the nine with the hollow point tip\nStepped in the party with a gangster limp\nTook a look at the stage, and yo, what do you know?\nThe same old faggot from a long time ago\nFrom real tight jeans and a go-go boot\nHe went to Pendeltons and a khaki suit\nNow tell me, ain't this a blip?\nSomebody need to slap the perpetrator in the lip\nYesterday he was a mama boy, now he's rappin?\nFoolin the crowd because he got you all clappin\nAnd tappin, an example of what I'm tryin to prove\nA sucker like this who ain't never paid dues\nTo those who wanna rap, I'm pertainin to you\nBefore you pick up a mic, you gotta pay dues\n\nLet the story be told\nThat's the way it is\nYou got to pay your dues\n\nLow Profile definitely payin the dues\nW.C, DJ Aladdin\nFrank, my little brother Crazy Tunes, Jazzy D\nWe in there, everypaid they dues\nAbracadabra, DJ Aladdin\nWe outta here","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Pay Ya Dues\n  artist: Low Profile\n  album: Greatest Hip Hop Singles 1989\n  duration_ms: 278000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Now here we go, y'all gotta play this\n  (Why?) 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all of a sudden you're supposed to be an MC?\n  start_ms: 56710\n  end_ms: 59540\n- text: Yo, that's wack, it just ain't right\n  start_ms: 59540\n  end_ms: 61660\n- text: You only stood on one stage in your whole damn life\n  start_ms: 61660\n  end_ms: 64320\n- text: Now you want respect, hey yo, you'se a fool\n  start_ms: 64320\n  end_ms: 66320\n- text: Everybody wanna rap, but they ain't paid dues\n  start_ms: 66320\n  end_ms: 87630\n- text: I can still remember way, way back in the days\n  start_ms: 87630\n  end_ms: 90310\n- text: The times me and Aladdin dreamed of gettin paid\n  start_ms: 90310\n  end_ms: 92770\n- text: Standin outside just pullin the jacks\n  start_ms: 92770\n  end_ms: 94920\n- text: To earn a little money to drop a dope track\n  start_ms: 94920\n  end_ms: 97330\n- text: Back in the days I drove a raggedy Dodge\n  start_ms: 97330\n  end_ms: 99630\n- text: Couldn't afford a studio, so we used a garage\n  start_ms: 99630\n  end_ms: 102080\n- text: Aladdin used to grab a gang of disco breaks\n  start_ms: 102080\n  end_ms: 104650\n- text: One turntable and a broken 808\n  start_ms: 104650\n  end_ms: 106790\n- text: My little brother Tunes and Frank, they hung around all night\n  start_ms: 106790\n  end_ms: 109540\n- text: To make sure that the demo was tight\n  start_ms: 109540\n  end_ms: 111490\n- text: Didn't have an enigneer, if you know what I mean\n  start_ms: 111490\n  end_ms: 114570\n- text: Aladdin did it all at the age of 16\n  start_ms: 114570\n  end_ms: 116480\n- text: Gifted, uplifted, I was mad as The Mack\n  start_ms: 116480\n  end_ms: 119380\n- text: Suckers had me playin the back\n  start_ms: 119380\n  end_ms: 121000\n- text: But thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the door\n  start_ms: 121000\n  end_ms: 123430\n- text: Now I'ma rock the mutha-(uh) till it ain't no more\n  start_ms: 123430\n  end_ms: 125670\n- text: We paid dues\n  start_ms: 125670\n  end_ms: 163460\n- text: I knew a brother who used to dress just like a faggot\n  start_ms: 163460\n  end_ms: 165860\n- text: Real tight jeans, some boots and leather jackets\n  start_ms: 165860\n  end_ms: 168410\n- text: Homey as hell, he never came outside\n  start_ms: 168410\n  end_ms: 170540\n- text: Cause everytime I came around, he used to run and hide\n  start_ms: 170540\n  end_ms: 173320\n- text: Spoiled like a brat, had everything he wanted\n  start_ms: 173320\n  end_ms: 175670\n- text: And when he walked, he switched like a woman\n  start_ms: 175670\n  end_ms: 177910\n- text: Rode a pink bike, man, the sucker was soft\n  start_ms: 177910\n  end_ms: 180350\n- text: Had to be in before the street lights came on\n  start_ms: 180350\n  end_ms: 182780\n- text: Yo, just the other day I turned my radio on\n  start_ms: 182780\n  end_ms: 184830\n- text: The _Mack Attack_ kicked on a brand new song\n  start_ms: 184830\n  end_ms: 187190\n- text: I didn't know what it was, I never heard it before\n  start_ms: 187190\n  end_ms: 190450\n- text: But the record was smooth and hardcore\n  start_ms: 190450\n  end_ms: 192360\n- text: I said to myself, 'Hey yo, I gotta see this group'\n  start_ms: 192360\n  end_ms: 194810\n- text: So I called up Aladdin and the rest of the crew\n  start_ms: 194810\n  end_ms: 197380\n- text: Grabbed the nine with the hollow point tip\n  start_ms: 197380\n  end_ms: 199370\n- text: Stepped in the party with a gangster limp\n  start_ms: 199370\n  end_ms: 201790\n- text: Took a look at the stage, and yo, what do you know?\n  start_ms: 201790\n  end_ms: 204010\n- text: The same old faggot from a long time ago\n  start_ms: 204010\n  end_ms: 206300\n- text: From real tight jeans and a go-go boot\n  start_ms: 206300\n  end_ms: 208720\n- text: He went to Pendeltons and a khaki suit\n  start_ms: 208720\n  end_ms: 211090\n- text: Now tell me, ain't this a blip?\n  start_ms: 211090\n  end_ms: 213560\n- text: Somebody need to slap the perpetrator in the lip\n  start_ms: 213560\n  end_ms: 215820\n- text: Yesterday he was a mama boy, now he's rappin?\n  start_ms: 215820\n  end_ms: 218530\n- text: Foolin the crowd because he got you all clappin\n  start_ms: 218530\n  end_ms: 220150\n- text: And tappin, an example of what I'm tryin to prove\n  start_ms: 220150\n  end_ms: 222800\n- text: A sucker like this who ain't never paid dues\n  start_ms: 222800\n  end_ms: 225410\n- text: To those who wanna rap, I'm pertainin to you\n  start_ms: 225410\n  end_ms: 227640\n- text: Before you pick up a mic, you gotta pay dues\n  start_ms: 227640\n  end_ms: 230300\n- text: Let the story be told\n  start_ms: 230300\n  end_ms: 232540\n- text: That's the way it is\n  start_ms: 232540\n  end_ms: 233920\n- text: You got to pay your dues\n  start_ms: 233920\n  end_ms: 235670\n- text: Low Profile definitely payin the dues\n  start_ms: 235670\n  end_ms: 237910\n- text: W.C, DJ Aladdin\n  start_ms: 237910\n  end_ms: 239630\n- text: Frank, my little brother Crazy Tunes, Jazzy D\n  start_ms: 239630\n  end_ms: 241920\n- text: We in there, everypaid they dues\n  start_ms: 241920\n  end_ms: 243930\n- text: Abracadabra, DJ Aladdin\n  start_ms: 243930\n  end_ms: 245710\n- text: We outta here\n  start_ms: 245710\n  end_ms: 256440\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 256440\nplain: |-\n  Now here we go, y'all gotta play this\n  (Why?) Cause the others are so scared to say this\n  Now tell me, what am I supposed to do\n  About a sucker like you who ain't never paid dues?\n  Slapper, hip-happer, you're gettin wacker\n  Your girl better step, or I just might jack her\n  Smack her like a gangster, but I don't bang\n  I gank suckers like you for thick gold chains\n  He don't deserve it (Hell nah)\n  So take it off your neck\n  Cause goddamn, you ain't comin correct\n  What's this, a sucker duck holdin a mic?\n  Like Keith Sweat said, somethin just ain't right\n  Seems nowadays everybody wanna be a rapper, down with crews,\n  But they ain't never paid dues\n  Suckers perpatratin, playin hardcore\n  Punks, I bet you worked at a flower store\n  You know what eats me up the most?\n  Is when a sucker just started and thinks he's high post\n  You ain't pay a nann due in your life\n  Talkin bout a new style, you know who you sound like?\n  KRS, Chuck D, Kool Moe, as one\n  Yellin on the mic like the name was Run\n  You'se a peon, when I bought a pair of Lee's\n  Now all of a sudden you're supposed to be an MC?\n  Yo, that's wack, it just ain't right\n  You only stood on one stage in your whole damn life\n  Now you want respect, hey yo, you'se a fool\n  Everybody wanna rap, but they ain't paid dues\n\n  I can still remember way, way back in the days\n  The times me and Aladdin dreamed of gettin paid\n  Standin outside just pullin the jacks\n  To earn a little money to drop a dope track\n  Back in the days I drove a raggedy Dodge\n  Couldn't afford a studio, so we used a garage\n  Aladdin used to grab a gang of disco breaks\n  One turntable and a broken 808\n  My little brother Tunes and Frank, they hung around all night\n  To make sure that the demo was tight\n  Didn't have an enigneer, if you know what I mean\n  Aladdin did it all at the age of 16\n  Gifted, uplifted, I was mad as The Mack\n  Suckers had me playin the back\n  But thanks to Ice-T I got my foot in the door\n  Now I'ma rock the mutha-(uh) till it ain't no more\n  We paid dues\n\n  I knew a brother who used to dress just like a faggot\n  Real tight jeans, some boots and leather jackets\n  Homey as hell, he never came outside\n  Cause everytime I came around, he used to run and hide\n  Spoiled like a brat, had everything he wanted\n  And when he walked, he switched like a woman\n  Rode a pink bike, man, the sucker was soft\n  Had to be in before the street lights came on\n  Yo, just the other day I turned my radio on\n  The _Mack Attack_ kicked on a brand new song\n  I didn't know what it was, I never heard it before\n  But the record was smooth and hardcore\n  I said to myself, 'Hey yo, I gotta see this group'\n  So I called up Aladdin and the rest of the crew\n  Grabbed the nine with the hollow point tip\n  Stepped in the party with a gangster limp\n  Took a look at the stage, and yo, what do you know?\n  The same old faggot from a long time ago\n  From real tight jeans and a go-go boot\n  He went to Pendeltons and a khaki suit\n  Now tell me, ain't this a blip?\n  Somebody need to slap the perpetrator in the lip\n  Yesterday he was a mama boy, now he's rappin?\n  Foolin the crowd because he got you all clappin\n  And tappin, an example of what I'm tryin to prove\n  A sucker like this who ain't never paid dues\n  To those who wanna rap, I'm pertainin to you\n  Before you pick up a mic, you gotta pay dues\n\n  Let the story be told\n  That's the way it is\n  You got to pay your dues\n\n  Low Profile definitely payin the dues\n  W.C, DJ Aladdin\n  Frank, my little brother Crazy Tunes, Jazzy D\n  We in there, everypaid they dues\n  Abracadabra, DJ Aladdin\n  We outta here\n"}]