| Song | Made Man |
| Artist | Pete Rock |
| Album | NY's Finest |
| 作曲 : Baptista, Rock | |
| (feat. Tarrey Torae) | |
| [Tarrey Torae singing in the background] | |
| [Pete Rock:] | |
| Yo it's been a blessing to be deemed a living legend, | |
| And when they started snitchin I only gave them confessions | |
| I ain't stressin shit that's outta my control | |
| I done went platinum & 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 everybodys sick | |
| And I rep New York like I play for the Nicks | |
| And ya'll could credit my kicks & pay for ya dimes | |
| Bein a rapper is not an alternative to crime | |
| 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 your tellin the truth | |
| [Chorus: Pete Rock & Tarrey Torae] | |
| Niggas will pop you, sayin the gospel | |
| From a rap song they heard with the hip hop apostle | |
| Became chaotic & 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 | |
| [Pete Rock:] | |
| And tell them young boys burnin' spliffs in here | |
| I done been in this game for like 15 years | |
| This trick I'm pullin all the stops | |
| Since when makin music needed the cops? | |
| A little before but now DJ's gettin' popped | |
| Rest in peace to JMJ, Justo & Carl Blaze | |
| But what I've learned I ain't learned in no classes | |
| But it's always been my pleasure to touch the masses | |
| You bought a computer & now you connected | |
| You burning CD's 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 they words not a basket or a ball | |
| You can have a casting call & get nothing but actors | |
| You can have a talent search & get nothin' but rappers | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Pete Rock:] | |
| You can dance like Diddy, or get swollen like 50 | |
| Or be like every other rapper get busted with a gliccky | |
| The game real sticky & brothers get stuck | |
| But cats should know when not to push they 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 vein I do it for the public | |
| Pete Rock did it for y'all I hope y'all love it | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuò qǔ : Baptista, Rock | |
| feat. Tarrey Torae | |
| Tarrey Torae singing in the background | |
| Pete Rock: | |
| Yo it' s been a blessing to be deemed a living legend, | |
| And when they started snitchin I only gave them confessions | |
| I ain' t stressin shit that' s outta my control | |
| I done went platinum 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 everybodys sick | |
| And I rep New York like I play for the Nicks | |
| And ya' ll could credit my kicks pay for ya dimes | |
| Bein a rapper is not an alternative to crime | |
| 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 your tellin the truth | |
| Chorus: Pete Rock Tarrey Torae | |
| Niggas will pop you, sayin the gospel | |
| From a rap song they heard with the hip hop apostle | |
| Became chaotic 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 | |
| Pete Rock: | |
| And tell them young boys burnin' spliffs in here | |
| I done been in this game for like 15 years | |
| This trick I' m pullin all the stops | |
| Since when makin music needed the cops? | |
| A little before but now DJ' s gettin' popped | |
| Rest in peace to JMJ, Justo Carl Blaze | |
| But what I' ve learned I ain' t learned in no classes | |
| But it' s always been my pleasure to touch the masses | |
| You bought a computer now you connected | |
| You burning CD' s 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 they words not a basket or a ball | |
| You can have a casting call get nothing but actors | |
| You can have a talent search get nothin' but rappers | |
| Chorus | |
| Pete Rock: | |
| You can dance like Diddy, or get swollen like 50 | |
| Or be like every other rapper get busted with a gliccky | |
| The game real sticky brothers get stuck | |
| But cats should know when not to push they 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 vein I do it for the public | |
| Pete Rock did it for y' all I hope y' all love it | |
| Chorus |