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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Vocals
Art Lund
Art Lund
Sampled Artist
Big Noyd
Big Noyd
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Spivey
George Spivey
Songwriter
Trevor George Smith Jr.
Trevor George Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Trevor George Smith, Jr.
Trevor George Smith, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Scratch
DJ Scratch
Producer
Darren Rapp
Darren Rapp
Recording Engineer
Rick St. Hilaire
Rick St. Hilaire
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Branded, scorned as the one who ran What do you do when you're branded and you know you're a man? Wherever you go, for the rest of your life, you must prove you're a man See now I'm back wit the force Read about the kid from the front to the back of the source You see me back on the course Scream on every beat until my voice get crackled and horse Front seat niggas never sit in the back wit a boss Fuck the fact that it cost, the pricetag of the Porche Will cost ya life, have ya motha feel an immaculate loss But of course, come and speak to the best And watch me spit a jewel sharper to carve the meat of your flesh You lookin' weak in the chest, you see the street is a test Women on the stoop smokin' holdin' a seed to they breast You see the street is a mess Strugglin', holdin' a couple pounds of weed then the rest Now I proceed to the rest of my niggas keepin' it fresh Though we must stay on the grind I supersceded the stress We always seem to finesse from the east to the west You know we keep the teflon from the street to the vest Kill that nigga slow like how you get defeated in chess Got you under pressure, hairline receaded effects Hot air niggas I only feel the heat from your breath Rap niggas beef in they album probably needed the press And as a man I never found the slightest need to impress Another man because I'm proud and I believe that I'm blessed But yo, I always found the need to address these weaker niggas That speak to the street always keepin' the people abreast Now you've been Branded, scorned as the one who ran What do you do when you're branded and you know you're a man? Wherever you go, for the rest of your life, you must prove you're a man Higher science and I'm changin' the crime in I watch my son 'cuz you'd be fuckin' wit the child of a giant I'm in a place stuck between bein' lovin' and violent Becomin' more of a threat when I move subtle and silent Then set it off to be the only one to quiet the riot My destiny's the only thing between the sky and the pilot Relate, it's like bustin' a 3-8 Be late, I be takin' most of the brick leavin' a pile outta shape I never quit watchin' these niggas tryin' to hide they mistake Takin' a shit watchin' they body floatin' by in the lake Make it quick you weak niggas, better try to escape And create the quickest way to reach the fire escape Snitch niggas always quick to go and lie on a tape But it's okay 'cuz super hero niggas die wit a cape It's so great to watch them finally break, stand aside from the fake Street niggas gotta slide for the take Bein' broke and not bein' able to buy me a steak Stackin' my paper so see now I can buy an estate So I rely on the love and I reply to the hate So much pain in the struggle my whole body'll ache, come on From the gates, so awake that was the plan of my fate Now, I'm straight, got me my own knife and fork on my plate Wanna scorch a debate, wait, do me a favor nigga jus' remember The date 'cuz you been Branded, scorned is the one who ran What do you do when you're branded and you know you're a man? Wherever you go, for the rest of your life, you must prove you're a man
Writer(s): Trevor Smith, George Spivey, Dominic Frontiere, Alan Alch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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