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We Made It (feat. Linkin Park) - Busta Rhymes
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
But I know that I live to be
hurdled and I'm so victorious

Take a look I'm a symbol of
greatness now call a nigga Morpheus

As force accumalted the wind
and but a believe I'm so notorious

You know I've been buying my bread
even though we rapping now (yes)
And now when you look on my trip
and you a nigga higher level tramping now
And you see that everyone
on my middle struggles and
For your ass is never been an option
A nigga paper long like we was on the trap
and I'm about to take the hood choppin
Get it!
Together we made it

We made it even though we had
our backs up against the wall

Forever we waited

And they told us we were
never gonna get it all
We took it on the road
On the road

On the road (and the projects to
this banging instrumental)

On the road (ride with me)
On the road (we come and get it)
On the road {yeah, yeah, yeah, yo! }

When it all got started we was
steadily just getting rejected

And it seemed like nothing we
could do would ever get us respected
At best we was stressed
and the worst they probably
said we're pathetic
Had all the pieces to that puzzle
just a way to get connected
And I was fighting through
every ryhme tighting up every line
Never resting the question,
If I was out of my mind
And it finally came time to
do it or let it die
So put the chips on the table
and told them to let it ride
Sing it! Ya!
Together we made it (you see
we did it niggas)
We made it even though
we had our backs up against
the wall (c'mon)
Forever we waited (haha!)
And they told us we were
never going to 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 banging instrumental)
On the road (ride with me)
On the road (we come and get it)
On the road (ya, ya, ya)

Look in case you mis-understand
exactly what I'm building
The shit that I could leave for my children
(children) children (children)
Now I only wake up I smile to
see how far I've come
Fighting for sales on a strip to get hustle from
From nights in jail on a bench
using my muscles son
To count money like Dre, and
Jimmy and Russell Ones (ya nigga)
But now I live when I dream you
see me finally get it (oh!)
Let's make a toast to the hustle
regardless how we get it
Sing It
Together we made it (you see we did it niggas)
We made it even though
we had our backs up against the wall (c'mon)
Forever we waited (haha!)
And they told us we were never gonna get it all
But we took it on the road (to the riches)
On the road (to the ghetto)
On the road (in the projects to
this banging instrumental)

On the road (ride with me)
On the road (we come and get it)
On the road (ya, ya, ya, ya)