Celebration Lyrics by Jay-Z

Celebration Lyrics

    [hispanic voice same as "intro" from _in my lifetime, vol. 1_]
    What you think you like me? you ain't like me *motherfucker*
    You a punk
    I been with made people.. connec-ted people
    Who you been wit? chain snatchin, jive-ass, maricon *motherfuckers*
    Why don't you go get lost
    Get out of here, go kick a freestyle or somethin

    [jay-z]
    You're now tuned into the greatest
    *motherfuckers* can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate us
    Can't touch it, *fuck it*, can't see em, try to be em
    Both shows sold out your coliseum, 8th wonder
    Locked rap for trey summers, poker faces with the aces under
    Face one up, to take over, the break's over
    *nigga* i'm the god mc, me, jay-hovah
    *shit* knockin, almost a crime, get cochran
    Bangin to the hearse where my doctors hand
    Hot land, fbi, dea, i did crime, got away
    They wanna see me pay, *motherfuckers* better ride
    If they try to plant, under the seat of my car
    Even a half a gram, better flame those, plainclothes
    Same goes for lame hoes, cocaine rapper
    Rep ya game pros

    [wais]
    We celebrate this, while you sittin back screamin you hate this
    Try to rape this, get caught in my crime matrix
    Spittin sperm inside of latex
    You get, no respect like a child rapist
    Delegate this, men just givin facelifts
    Leave your melon spacious, career felon, no hiatus
    Nor ceasar's, the cia flooded my block with diseases
    Informants, heating the spot up like global warming
    Who start *shit*? my style is laced with arsenic
    Odorless tasteless, cause of death is traceless
    I know you wanna see me wasted
    You call the order, i'll be in hell
    Team roc sweater and ice water
    Righteous, dominate the global, my life's a novel
    Blazin in barnes and noble, idolize the vocals
    Y'all niggaz is local but that's evident
    I'm resident evil, movin like ?

    [memphis bleek]
    Millionaire that flow like water, rap *niggaz* runnin
    I, oughta applaud ya, clap at ya
    Point the mac at ya, *niggaz* caught up
    Brought up in the rapture, my flows torture
    Like a compound fracture, can't *fuck* widdit
    For the love of sex money and drugs
    Affiliated with the sets tecs honies and thugs
    Let the four power, rain on *niggaz* like a spring shower
    And bring flowers for the bodies that surround us
    If you was lookin you found us
    Movin with speed, tried to play superman
    Ended up like chris reeves
    Parapalegic, precise minds like the pharoah's of egypt
    Shot through a barrel *niggaz* narrowly weaved it
    Keepin my team top seeded with the sweet 16's
    Bulgin out of my jeans, on the ten-speed weeded
    Holdin, ? shots with you like a secret
    It's like a story never told, but believe it...

    [sauce money]
    Street anthem anchor, quick to trade shots just like a banker
    Lick a round, *niggaz* hit the ground like sanka
    I got ya screwface in forty-two ways, aim better
    Than toothpaste, jerry maguire
    "show me the money" like clue tapes
    Run up in your spot with a few eights, zonin
    Known men, home in, all of my homies condone sin
    Four shots spin ya like chrome rims
    Put a part right through your dome like the omen, foamin
    White sheets got ya wrapped like a roman
    Back in new york, honey wants it, just spit blood and talk funny
    *niggaz* is cartoons, picture styles that's fully developed
    Like dark rooms, hits fat, cub with a harpoon
    Heat-seekin, grill huntin, still frontin?
    Keep squeezin, *fuck it*, i leave the whole street wheezing
    No *motherfuckers* hope i fail, and gotta provoke the frail
    Got em scared to drop like soap in jail

    [jay-z]
    Geyeah, there you have it
    Just think of ours as can't be touched, tested, whatever
    Never disrespect this thing of ours
    Roc-a-fella family

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