Текст песни Busta Rhymes - We Made It (clean)

We Made It
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Busta Rhymes
Альбом: We Made It
Длительность: 03:58
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Together we made it We made it even though we had our backs Up against the wall see a nigga survived the worst But my life is glorious (uh!) But I know that I leaped every hurdle And I'm so victorious (uh!) Take a look I'm a symbol of greatness Now you could call a nigga Morpheus (yeah) As force securin' the win, but they Believe I'm so notorious (yeah) You know that I've been 'bout my bread Even though we rappin' now (yes) We used to live on the strip even though A nigga higher level trappin' now (oh!) Superseded everyone of my little struggles and (uh!) So your head never ever been an option (trust) A nigga paper long like rush hour traffic And I'm about to take the hood shoppin' (get it!) (Chorus, Chester Bennington) Together we made it (you see we did it niggas) We made it even though we had our backs Up against the wall (come on) Forever we waited (ah hah) And they told us we were never gonna Get it But we took it on the road (To the riches) on the road (To the ghetto) on the road (In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental) on the road (Rise with me) on the road (Come and get it) on the road (Mike Shinoda) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo When it all got started we were steadily Just getting rejected And it seemed like nothin' we could do would ever get us respected At best we were stressed at the worst They probably said we're pathetic Had all the pieces to that puzzle Just the way to connect it I was fighting through every rhyme Tightening up every line Never restin' the question if I Was out of my mind It finally came time to do it and let it die So we put the chips on the table and Told them to let it ride, sing it (yeah) (Chorus) Yeah, yeah, yeah, look In case you misunderstand exactly what I'm buildin' This shit that I can leave for My children's (children's) children's (children) Now on the wake up I smile, to see how far I've come (yeah) Fighting for sales when I'm stripped To negate the hustle from (yeah) From nights in jail on a bench using my muscles son (yeah) To countin' money like Dre and Jimmy and Russel was (yeah nigga) But now I live when I dream, you see we finally did it (oh!) Let's make a toast to the hustle Regardless how you get it, sing it (Chorus) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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