You Can't Hold A Torch
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah
It's funny how the game change, right?
Shit feel all different
Y'all niggas complaining left and right about how the game feel all fucked up
Niggas only been talking like that since we been sitting out the game
I think the game need us Kamal, let's talk to them niggas
Huh!

[Q-Tip]
So many nights were spent pondering
Wondering how we gon' come again
My golden rule is not to focus on the fame game
In retrospect, the game ain't the same man
They heart and soul is divided
They ramshack the music, no control up inside it
Now, look at this, it's all stretched out and nasty
But, letting money pass me
I doubt that, and niggas from the bottom now
Pumping hard, wind sleet hail rain or snow
So, you got to get your gate right
No matter what, you got to treat your weight right
On the block if you focused on greed then
Nine out of ten times you be bleeding
The analogy is clear
To all of my peers, I'm a motherfucking vet
Don't mean to disrespect, cause

[Chorus 1: Q-Tip (Chauncey Black) {Busta Rhymes}]
"I write rhymes, I write checks"
(It's clear) Bust, Hey yo what happened to the (love)
For the game (love) for the music (I need realness in my life)
Hey yo these niggas in the game don't sound the same
Bust, these niggas in the game don't sound the same
Hey yo what happened? {They ain't got in 'em to make a classic}
Hey yo what happened? {These niggas can't hold the torch, so why pass it}

[Busta Rhymes]
Hey yo, I ain't bringing they names up
These niggas sound trash, straight fouling the game up
Need to change up (change up) sound so trash
When I see 'em feel like breaking they frame up
DuPont registry, talking 'bout somebody else cars
Motherfuckers better step up your bars
Instead of frontin in the game like niggas really are stars
Like we ain't seein through the bullshit, we know who you are
I'm like a blessing to the game when your shit sound dated
I force niggas to improve, you should be happy I made it
Here to rep the game fully, change my style like the weather
Giving you niggas new shit to make the game feel better
I'm saying, I cook in the kitchen and we make the thoughts connect
You forced to humble yourself, give me my big respect
You hurting the game when your shit sound off ya know
A legend in this shit that's why I move like a boss ya know
You better be tight, cause you can get tossed fo' sho'
Y'all niggas know whassup, I come correct with money long cause I

[Chorus 2: Busta Rhymes (Chauncey Black) {Q-Tip}]
"I write rhymes, I write checks"
(It's clear) Tip, Hey yo what happened to the (love)
For the game (love) for the music (I need realness in my life)
Hey yo these niggas in the game don't sound the same
Yo, these niggas in the game don't sound the same
Hey yo what happened? {They ain't got in 'em to make a classic}
Hey yo what happened? {These niggas can't hold the torch, so why pass it}

[Q-Tip & {Busta}]
Oh my God, they a (uh) come riding around
Some (uh) old dream and they (uh) can't get down
They (uh) looking around outside of themselves
And they {huh} saying things that ain't really themselves
And they {haha} keep fucking regurgitating the same script
Same hoes, same blow, same glock clip {ha}
Same drug strip, what the fuck is this? (uh)
C'mon y'all, raise the bar on this body, shit

[Busta Rhymes]
You sound stagnant, need to progress and grow (uh-huh)
Upgrade your punchlines, progress the flow (uh-huh)
Get your concepts and lyrics together, Hey yo (uh-huh)
Then drop the bomb shit to step up the pressure, ya know? (huh!)
I'm tired of niggas complaining how the game changed
You niggas should step up your game, cause you sound strange
That's why you ain't selling no records, check the SoundScan
In this rap shit I command respect motherfucker cause I

[Chorus 2]

[Q-Tip & {Busta Rhymes}]
Hey yo these niggas in the game don't sound the same
Bust, these niggas in the game don't sound the same




Hey yo what happened? {They ain't got in 'em to make a classic}
Hey yo what happened? {These niggas can't hold the torch, so why pass it}

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Busta Rhymes’s song “You Can’t Hold A Torch” address the current state of the rap game and the need for artists to step up and improve their craft. Q-Tip, Busta Rhymes’s collaborator on the song, opens with his reflections on the game, noting how it has changed and the negative impact of focusing solely on fame. He emphasizes the importance of staying true to oneself and not letting the quest for commercial success compromise one’s artistic vision.


Busta Rhymes then enters with his own thoughts on the game. He highlights the need for artists to evolve and progress, calling for them to upgrade their punchlines, concepts, and lyrics. He also takes issue with artists who complain about the state of the game while failing to improve their own output. The chorus sums up the song's main message: that many of the current players in the rap game don't sound good enough to hold the torch, meaning they don't stack up to the greats that came before them, so why pass it to them.


In general, the song can be seen as a call to elevate the artistic quality of hip hop and not to settle for mediocrity.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Acknowledging the current state of the rap game.


It's funny how the game change, right?
Reflecting on how the rap game has evolved over time.


Shit feel all different
Expressing discomfort with the current state of the rap game.


Y'all niggas complaining left and right about how the game feel all fucked up
Observing how other rappers don't like the current landscape of the rap industry.


Niggas only been talking like that since we been sitting out the game
Noting that other rappers only complain about the game because they haven't been able to participate.


I think the game need us Kamal, let's talk to them niggas
Believing that he and Kamal can improve the rap game and inspire other rappers to do better.


So many nights were spent pondering
Reflecting on past experiences in the rap game.


Wondering how we gon' come again
Contemplating how he and Q-Tip will make a comeback in the rap game.


My golden rule is not to focus on the fame game
Stating that his priority is not fame and fortune, but making quality music.


In retrospect, the game ain't the same man
Looking back, recognizing that the rap game has changed.


They heart and soul is divided
Noting that many rappers prioritize money over artistic expression.


They ramshack the music, no control up inside it
Complaining that many rappers prioritize money over the integrity of their music.


Now, look at this, it's all stretched out and nasty
Observing that the rap game has become diluted and unappealing.


But, letting money pass me
Stating that he is not willing to compromise his artistic vision for money.


I doubt that, and niggas from the bottom now Pumping hard, wind sleet hail rain or snow
Noting that many talented rappers have emerged from difficult circumstances and are willing to work hard.


So, you got to get your gate right
Advising rappers to establish a solid foundation and work towards their goals.


No matter what, you got to treat your weight right
Stating that rappers must take care of themselves and prioritize their craft.


On the block if you focused on greed then Nine out of ten times you be bleeding
Warning rappers that a focus on money over music can lead to failure.


The analogy is clear To all of my peers, I'm a motherfucking vet
Acknowledging his status as an experienced and respected rapper in the game.


Don't mean to disrespect, cause
Stating that he doesn't want to offend anyone with his opinion.


"I write rhymes, I write checks"
Boasting about his skills as a rapper and his financial success.


Hey yo what happened to the love For the game for the music I need realness in my life
Expressing a desire for authenticity and passion in the rap game.


Hey yo these niggas in the game don't sound the same Bust, these niggas in the game don't sound the same Hey yo what happened?
Noting that many rappers lack originality and sound similar in their music.


They ain't got in 'em to make a classic
Believing that many rappers lack the talent to make timeless, classic music.


These niggas can't hold the torch, so why pass it
Stating that other rappers don't have the ability to carry on the legacy of classic rap music.


Hey yo, I ain't bringing they names up These niggas sound trash, straight fouling the game up Need to change up (change up) sound so trash
Observing that many rappers sound unoriginal and are hurting the integrity of the rap game.


When I see 'em feel like breaking they frame up
Noting that he is frustrated with the lack of originality in the rap game and wants to shake things up.


DuPont registry, talking 'bout somebody else cars
Expressing disdain for rappers who constantly flaunt wealth in their music.


Motherfuckers better step up your bars
Challenging other rappers to improve the quality of their lyrics and music.


Instead of frontin in the game like niggas really are stars
Noting that many rappers act like they are famous and successful, but in reality, their music is lacking.


Like we ain't seein through the bullshit, we know who you are
Stating that listeners can see through the artifice in some rappers' music and recognize their lack of talent.


I'm like a blessing to the game when your shit sound dated
Believing that his music brings a fresh, updated sound to the rap game.


I force niggas to improve, you should be happy I made it
Arguing that his success motivates other rappers to improve the quality of their music.


Here to rep the game fully, change my style like the weather
Dedicating himself to improving the rap game and adapting his style as needed.


Giving you niggas new shit to make the game feel better
Stating that he is constantly innovating and providing fresh music to improve the rap game.


I'm saying, I cook in the kitchen and we make the thoughts connect You forced to humble yourself, give me my big respect
Boasting about his skills as a rapper and expecting respect from his peers.


You hurting the game when your shit sound off ya know A legend in this shit that's why I move like a boss ya know
Stating that rappers who make low-quality music are hurting the integrity of the rap game while he, as a respected rapper, maintains a professional demeanor.


You better be tight, cause you can get tossed fo' sho'
Warning other rappers that they must improve their music or risk being cast aside.


Y'all niggas know whassup, I come correct with money long cause I
Asserting his dominance in the rap game and his financial success.




Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JAMES DEWITT YANCEY, LEON WARE, TREVOR SMITH, MINNIE RIPERTON, RICHARD J. RUDOLPH

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