Artist: Cipher Album: Bomb Worldwide (International Rap Compilation) Song: Dues Typed by: nelly@itis.com "Payin' dues" -Group Home Verse 1: My point of views through payin' dues Using microphones set it off like the fuse in the Cipher zone As I'm tellin' crews be gellin' Rhymes blow your outter skeleton if your styles relevent You know the flavor I gets deep like the grave Headcracks I gave when tomahawk like a Brave Now I'm paid in the trade like Special Ed Got It Made Some conquer slave along the way sprayed like Raid In 92 I spent my days in the YMCA Freestyling while I cut the cross fade like a blade Stayed off the stage writting page after page Now I blast like a guage twisting raps like braids Laid stunts like I forgot, blunts got me all high Hittin' stick after stick as I kick back Acting like you run shit, rappin' all that dumb shit You ain't the first one to brag about your fuckin' guns kid Uzis and toolies they just don't impress Whoole under the best bless let's my brain arrest stress And that's the test act like you got a clue If you're new on the set don't forget to pay dues Hook: "I pay dues" "We work hard" "Payin' dues" "I pay my dues and shit" - Guru (x4) Verse 2: Now I'm on the come up no need to run up with your gun up From sun up to sun down I run sounds The rap race is mad fucked up MC's act stuck up but get they cars plugged cause they shit is butt I bust rough cuts and never trust promoters at a show They stack doe and try to stake me off the cash flow Assholes be like "Yo know you got's to pay dues" Fuck that I slay crews since days of 1982 You could never catch me empty handed at the mic stance Understand I'm fed flippin' like tails and head Born dead of the coffin known for droppin' non stoppin' schemes Hit your spleen box and leave you fiendin' for oxygen Rockin' 'em in Boston cause yo we ain't soft when I blow spots off Then step collect my props and be out with the skins or punany Styles get deeper split the beaver Hit the cheeba sip a liter of Tequila I need a break gettin' tired of makin' demo tapes Wating for papes fills my mind state with hate I create since the days of the Cameo fame So don't come running up askin' about the dues I've paid