Jay-Z - Celebration Lyrics
[hispanic voice same as intro from _in my lifetime, vol. 1_]What you think you like me? you aint like me *mother*****er*You a punkI been with made people.. connec-ted peopleWho you been wit? chain snatchin, jive-ass, maricon *mother*****ers*Why dont you go get lostGet out of here, go kick a freestyle or somethin[jay-z]Youre now tuned into the greatest*mother*****ers* cant beat us, join us, cant fade us, hate usCant touch it, ****** it*, cant see em, try to be emBoth shows sold out your coliseum, 8th wonderLocked rap for trey summers, poker faces with the aces underFace one up, to take over, the breaks over*nigga* Im the God mc, me, jay-hovah*shit* knockin, almost a crime, get cochranBangin to the hearse where my doctors handHot land, fbi, dea, I did crime, got awayThey wanna see me pay, *mother*****ers* better rideIf they try to plant, under the seat of my carEven a half a gram, better flame those, plainclothesSame goes for lame hoes, cocaine rapperRep ya game pros[wais]We celebrate this, while you sittin back screamin you hate thisTry to rape this, get caught in my crime matrixSpittin sperm inside of latexYou get, no respect like a child rapistDelegate this, men just givin faceliftsLeave your melon spacious, career felon, no hiatusNor ceasars, the cia flooded my block with diseasesInformants, heating the spot up like global warmingWho start *shit*? my style is laced with arsenicOdorless tasteless, cause of death is tracelessI know you wanna see me wastedYou call the order, Ill be in hellTeam roc sweater and ice waterRighteous, dominate the global, my lifes a novelBlazin in barnes and noble, idolize the vocalsYall niggaz is local but thats evidentIm resident evil, movin like ?[memphis bleek]Millionaire that flow like water, rap *niggaz* runninI, oughta applaud ya, clap at yaPoint the mac at ya, *niggaz* caught upBrought up in the rapture, my flows tortureLike a compound fracture, cant ******* widditFor the love of sex money and drugsAffiliated with the sets tecs honies and thugsLet the four power, rain on *niggaz* like a spring showerAnd bring flowers for the bodies that surround usIf you was lookin you found usMovin with speed, tried to play supermanEnded up like chris reevesParapalegic, precise minds like the pharoahs of egyptShot through a barrel *niggaz* narrowly weaved itKeepin my team top seeded with the sweet 16sBulgin out of my jeans, on the ten-speed weededHoldin, ? shots with you like a secretIts like a story never told, but believe it...[sauce money]Street anthem anchor, quick to trade shots just like a bankerLick a round, *niggaz* hit the ground like sankaI got ya screwface in forty-two ways, aim betterThan toothpaste, jerry maguireShow me the money like clue tapesRun up in your spot with a few eights, zoninKnown men, home in, all of my homies condone sinFour shots spin ya like chrome rimsPut a part right through your dome like the omen, foaminWhite sheets got ya wrapped like a romanBack in new york, honey wants it, just spit blood and talk funny*niggaz* is cartoons, picture styles thats fully developedLike dark rooms, hits fat, cub with a harpoonHeat-seekin, grill huntin, still frontin?Keep squeezin, ****** it*, I leave the whole street wheezingNo *mother*****ers* hope I fail, and gotta provoke the frailGot em scared to drop like soap in jail[jay-z]Geyeah, there you have itJust think of ours as cant be touched, tested, whateverNever disrespect this thing of oursRoc-a-fella family
