What Do You Do When You're Branded Lyrics
| Song | What Do You Do When You're Branded |
| Artist | Busta Rhymes |
| Album | It Ain't Safe No More. . . |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Smith, Spivey | |
| Branded... scorned is the one who raaaan | |
| What do you do when your branded? And you know you're a man. | |
| Wherever you go, for the rest of your life | |
| You must proooooove, you're a man | |
| [Verse 1: Busta] | |
| 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 untill my voice get crackled and horse | |
| Front seat niggas never sit in the back wit a boss | |
| **** the fact that it cost, the pricetag of the porche | |
| Will cost ya life, have ya motha feel an immaculate loss | |
| *Breath* 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 w-w-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 adress these weaker niggas | |
| That speak to the street always keepin the people abreast | |
| Now you've been branded... | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse 2: Busta] | |
| Higher science and I'm changin the crime in, | |
| Watch my son cuz you'd be ****in wit the child of a Giant | |
| Im in a place stuck between bein lovin and violent, [voice switch] | |
| 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 try 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 o-k 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... | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuo ci : Smith, Spivey | |
| Branded... scorned is the one who raaaan | |
| What do you do when your branded? And you know you' re a man. | |
| Wherever you go, for the rest of your life | |
| You must proooooove, you' re a man | |
| Verse 1: Busta | |
| 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 untill my voice get crackled and horse | |
| Front seat niggas never sit in the back wit a boss | |
| the fact that it cost, the pricetag of the porche | |
| Will cost ya life, have ya motha feel an immaculate loss | |
| Breath 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 wwwe keep the teflon from the street to the vest | |
| Kill that nigga slow like how you get defeated in chess | |
| Got you under pressurehairline 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 adress these weaker niggas | |
| That speak to the street always keepin the people abreast | |
| Now you' ve been branded... | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2: Busta | |
| Higher science and I' m changin the crime in, | |
| Watch my son cuz you' d be in wit the child of a Giant | |
| Im in a place stuck between bein lovin and violent, voice switch | |
| 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 38 | |
| Be late, I be takin most of the brick leavin a pile outta shape | |
| I never quit watchin these niggas try 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 ok 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... | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Smith, Spivey | |
| Branded... scorned is the one who raaaan | |
| What do you do when your branded? And you know you' re a man. | |
| Wherever you go, for the rest of your life | |
| You must proooooove, you' re a man | |
| Verse 1: Busta | |
| 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 untill my voice get crackled and horse | |
| Front seat niggas never sit in the back wit a boss | |
| the fact that it cost, the pricetag of the porche | |
| Will cost ya life, have ya motha feel an immaculate loss | |
| Breath 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 wwwe keep the teflon from the street to the vest | |
| Kill that nigga slow like how you get defeated in chess | |
| Got you under pressurehairline 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 adress these weaker niggas | |
| That speak to the street always keepin the people abreast | |
| Now you' ve been branded... | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse 2: Busta | |
| Higher science and I' m changin the crime in, | |
| Watch my son cuz you' d be in wit the child of a Giant | |
| Im in a place stuck between bein lovin and violent, voice switch | |
| 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 38 | |
| Be late, I be takin most of the brick leavin a pile outta shape | |
| I never quit watchin these niggas try 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 ok 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... | |
| Chorus |
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