Chester: Together we made it. We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall.
Busta: See, a nigga survived the worst. But my life is glorious. But I know that I leaped every hurtle And I'm so victorious.
Take a look I'm a symbol of greatness now call a nigga Morpheous As force accumulated the wind But they believe I'm so notorious
You know that I've been by my bread Even though we rapping now We used to live on the strip Even though the nigga higher level trapping now
So conceded every one of my little struggles (and) Throw your hands never ever been an option (trust) A nigga pay for long life with or without traffic And I'm about to take the hood shop and get it
Chester: Together we made it. (See, we did it niggas) We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall. (Come on) Forever we waited. (Haha!) And they told us we were never gunna 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 (ride with me) On the road (we come and GET IT) On the road
Mike: 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 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 resting the question if i was out of my mind It finally came time to do it or let it die So we put the chips on the table and told 'em to let it ride (ohhh) Singing yeah.
Chester: Together we made it. (See, we did it niggas) We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall. (Come on) Forever we waited. (Haha!) And they told us we were never gunna 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 (ride with me) On the road (we come and GET IT) On the road
Busta: ook In case you misunderstand exactly what I'm building The shit that I can leave for my children (Children, children, children) Now all I wake up I smile to see how far I've come Fighting for sales on the strip to a gate to hustle from From nights in jail on a bench Using my muscles, son To counting money like Dre and Jimmy and Russell won (Yeah, nigga) But now I live when I dream You see, we finally did it Let's make a toast to the hustle, regardless how you did it
Chester: Together we made it. (See, we did it niggas) We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall. (Come on) Forever we waited. (Haha!) And they told us we were never gunna 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 (ride with me) On the road (we come and GET IT) On the road