Oblique Brown - I Made It lyrics

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Oblique Brown - I Made It lyrics

[Verse 1] (Hey I Made it) through the stress through the pain Through the mess that remains, so what really changed? Respect for that pain, etched in my brain Sketched all that strain, in a song saying (Hey I Made it) through the worst when I came '89 off the plane, cause the language that I'm saying So strange to those cats who tried to jump me on the train But if they came from where I came, they'd be saying (Hey I Made it) to American terrain Home of the fortunate, arrogant and vain The shame that came with this improbable name Lived my life through the strife, went against the grain (Hey I Made it) with two dollars to my name From the squalor where the squatters, holler in the rain All their daughters and their fathers steady calling for some change But the only thing that changed is this saying (Hey I Made it) without the fortune and fame Through them doors where remorse is the fortune of the day Where morsels is portioned, get orphaned in this game And the only thing to raise it hope coursing through these veins [Hook] Verse 2: (Hey I Made it) cause of Bam and Planet Rock 'cause Melle Mel added math to this language, ack 'cause rap came and salvaged, my damaged, bandaged heart When I left a famished spot and re-canva**ed my plot (Hey I Made it) through the transatlantic cross Landed on this rock, where it's standard to get robbed Or shot or stabbed or, hung upon a cross For props or cash, when you standing in your spot (Hey I Made it) for the land of the lost Where they stranded on the block, granted that its hot Cause the cops got their hands on the hammers and the Glocks Go, (rrrah, rrhah) that's the language, that's the talk (Hey I Made it) for them dancers on 'ya crotch Saying that you handsome, even when you not Cause she raise a little man that's lampin' on a cot And she's sick of feedin' him pudding when the bananas rot [Verse 3] (Hey I Made it) for ladies who love rap For dudes who love that and run up their club tabs For cats who bought wack tracks and want their funds back For them rhymes on ya walls, posted on with thumb tacks (Hey I Made it) for the love of Sun Splash For New Yorkers in Yankee blue, fitted snug caps For my Cali folks, bumpin' this to a dub sack From the jump black, sayin you sprayin' that drumtrack (Hey I Made it) all for you so you could true it Even if you different, life's emotions are congruent Fluid, dudes say I'm sick with the music But who did the beat, Zeeb said (Hey I Made it) for my big brother Charles For Paul C, Dilla, and Mister Marley Marl With snares and kicks with my man I call Chirag And we'll do it till we make it man, Double extra large