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Made Man
Pete Rock
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Uh huh, yeah yeah
Uh huh
Oooh, ohh
Uh huh, yeah yeah
Yeah
You're still a made man
Yo, it's been a blessin' to be deemed a living legend
And when they started snitchin' I only gave 'em confessions
I ain't stressin' shit that's out of my control
I done went platinum and I done went gold
I done made beats for dudes who hit below the belt
I guess it's about time I made a beat for myself
Be positive or negative, still bitin' my rhetoric
And got a fanbase from Japan to Connecticut
Got that medicine for everybody sick
And I rep New York like I play for the Knicks
And y'all could credit my kicks and pay for your dimes
Being a rapper is not an alternative to crime
Listen, I done supplied it, year after year
Beats that made babies, beats that made your career
So be clear my nigga when you step in the booth
And be clear if you're tellin' the truth, word up
Niggas'll pop you, singin' the gospel
From a rap song they heard, with the hip-hop apostle
The game chaotic and filled with mayhem
At the end of the day, I'll always be a made man
And play the same hand that I was dealt
You ain't never walked in my shoes or feel what I felt
So, I had to share it, it was on my brain fam
Pete Rock the Soul Brother, still a made man
And tell them young boys burn their spliffs in here
I done been in this game for like 15 years
This trip I'm pullin' all the stops
Since when makin' music needed the cops?
A little before Nas said DJs gettin' popped
Rest in peace to JMJ, Justo and Carl Blaze
But what I learned I ain't learn in no classes
But it's always been my pleasure to touch the masses
You bought a computer and now you connected
You burnin' CDs but you ain't buy my records
I respect it but it's gotta be respected just the same
Pete Rock the first in the Hip Hop Hall of Fame
With all the names you know plastered on the wall
Famous for their words, not a basket or a ball
You could have a casting call and get nothin' but actors
You could have a talent search and get nothin' but rappers
Niggas'll pop you, singin' the gospel
From a rap song they heard, with the hip-hop apostle
The game chaotic and filled with mayhem
At the end of the day, I'll always be a made man
And play the same hand that I was dealt
You ain't never walked in my shoes or feel what I felt
So, I had to share it, it was on my brain fam
Pete Rock the Soul Brother, still a made man
You could dance like Diddy or get swollen like 50
Or be like every other rapper, get busted with a blicky
The game real sticky and brothers get stuck
But cats should know when not to push their luck
Beggin' for a buck just to get on the train
I got a lot of bars that's stuck on my brain
I don't spit it in vain, I do it for the public
Pete Rock did it for y'all, I hope you love it
Niggas'll pop you, singin' the gospel
From a rap song they heard, with the hip-hop apostle
The game chaotic and filled with mayhem
At the end of the day, I'll always be a made man
And play the same hand that I was dealt
You ain't never walked in my shoes or feel what I felt
So, I had to share it, it was on my brain fam
Pete Rock the Soul Brother, still a made man
2007 And beyond
Thank God for life
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Word up, uh
I dedicate this one to my hood
You know how we do it
Uh
Money earnin' Mount
Mount Vernon
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