[Intro: Chester Bennington]
Together we made it!
We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
See, a nigga 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 call a nigga Morpheus;
As force securin' the win, better believe I'm so notorious.
You know that I've been 'bout my bread,
Even though we rappin' now,
And, yes, we used to live on the strip,
Even though a nigga higher level trappin' now,
Superceded every one of my little struggles, and
Failure has 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 & Busta Rhymes]
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,
And they told us we were never gonna get it,
But we took it on the roadto the riches!
On the road to the ghetto!
On the road from the projects to this bangin' instrumental.
On the road. Ride with me!
On the road. We come to get it!
On the road. Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo!
[Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]
When it all got started we were steadily just gettin' rejected,
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 fightin' through every rhyme, tightenin' up every line,
Never restin' 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,
Sing it, yeah!
[Chorus: Chester Bennington & Busta Rhymes]
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,
And they told us we were never gonna get it,
But we took it on the roadto the riches!
On the road to the ghetto!
On the road from the projects to this bangin' instrumental.
On the road. Ride with me!
On the road. We come to get it!
On the road. Yeah, yeah, yeah!
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Look, in case you misunderstand exactly what I'm buildin',
Shit that I can leave for my children's children's children's children.
Now on my wake up I smile to see how far I've come,
Fightin' for sales on a strip to I gained the 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 in a dream, you see we finally did it,
Let's make a toast to the hustle regardless how you get it.
Sing it!
[Chorus: Chester Bennington & Busta Rhymes]
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,
And they told us we were never gonna get it,
But we took it on the roadto the riches!
On the road to the ghetto!
On the road from the projects to this bangin' instrumental.
On the road. Ride with me!
On the road. We come to get it!
On the road. Yeah, yeah, yeah!