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Paid Dues Festival 2011

Saturday April 2nd at NOS Events Center
Paid Dues Stage Dues Paid Stage GrindTime Now Stage

Black Star
Immortal Technique
Bun B
Sage Francis
Asher Roth & Nottz are Rawth
Heavy Metal Kings
P.O.S
Dead Prez
Krizz Kaliko
Binary Star
Tabi Bonney
Eternia
Sab the Artist aka Musab
Hosted by Hollywood Holt and Million $ Mano

E-40
MURS
Andre Nickatina
Nipsey Hussle
Lil B the Based God
The Shock G Trio
Eligh
Mistah FAB
The Visionaries
Black Hippy
Dom Kennedy
U-n-i
King Fantastic
Skeme
Casey Veggies
Droop-E
Noa James
Hosted by Sunspot Jonz and the Marksmen, DJ Mark Luv and DJ Nu-Mark

Slaughterhouse
DJ Muggs vs. Sick Jacken, Bambu & Planet Asia
DJ Exile vs. Blu & Fashawn
Grieves w/ Budo
Opio
Chino XL
Invincible
Machina Muerte
Intuition
Dee-1
Blame One
GrindTime Now All Stars
Johnny Storm vs. Dizaster
Real Deal vs. Dirtbag Dan
DJ Freshh

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