ฟังเพลงWe Made It (feat. Linkin Park)

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)