As you can see,
I survived the worst, but my life is glorious
Better know that I leaped every
hurdle and I'm so victorious
Take a look, I'm a symbol of greatness,
now you can call me
Morpheus
As for securing the win,
better believe I'm so notorious
You know that I've been by my bread,
even though we rampant now
We used to live on a strip,
even though you see me higher level trappin' now
I've superseded every one of my little struggles
and failure has never ever been an option
You see my paper long like rush hour traffic
and I'm about to take the hard shot and 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
But we took it on the road, to the riches,
on the road, to the ghetto
On the road, in the presence to
just make an instrument of it
On the road, ride with me, on the road,
we're coming to get it
On the road, yeah, yeah, yo
When it all got started we were
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 no way to connect it
I was fighting through every rhyme,
tightening up every line
Never resting to 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 them to let it ride
Sing it!
Yeah!
Together we made it
See we did it!
We made it even though we had
our backs up against the wall
Come on!
Forever we waited
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 presence to this begging instrument
On the road
Ride with me
On the road
And come and get it
On the road
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, in case you misunderstand
Exactly what I'm building
Is things that I can
leave for my children
Children, children
Now
I'ma wake up, smile,
to see how far I've come
Fight in' for sales on a strip,
to a gate to hustle from
From nights in jail on a bench,
usin' my muscles, son
To countin' money like
Dre and
Jimmy and
Russell once
But now I live what I dream,
you see we finally did it
Let's make a toast to the hustle,
regardless how you get it
Sing it!
Together we made it
You see we did it
We made it even though we had
our backs up against the wall
Come on!
Forever we waited
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
banging instrumental
On the road
Ride with me
On the road
To come and get it
On the road
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thank you for
you
Busta Rhymes 
