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Celebration

Kendrick Lamar

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Celebration

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Gimme that beat, foolThis a full time jack, no really this a sounwave trackSo really I ain't gotta steal nothing allI gotta do is kill it when you pressRecord button let the paralyzed feel itI came back with a full time swagAnd the critics thought they had meNah, I just bought more batteriesTurned up supercharged, a medium away from livin' largeMatter fact, where my niggas at?Where my bitches with them pretty weaves?Enemies bleed on the maxi pad, pussyYou fucked with the wrong one I'm onOne I'll make sure your kids breathe ammoniaGood kid, mad city evil in my heart fromThe blood niggas fuckin' with me crip niggas tryna kill meMalcolm x mind state, if I raise the crime rateIt's a legitimate reason why I put on repeat kanye's"touch the sky"But I'll be looking passed that I'm tryna touch GodMy heart to the heavens, the rebel of the reverendYa'll married to the game well I'm bout to crash weddingsI put a lot of pain in the shit I writeIf you goin' through something, this is shit you reciteThis is bigger than lifeThis is kendrick lamarThis is jimi hendrix guitar on tall [?] I mean war like thatYeah, straight like thatIn 2010 I'm tryna ball, nigga!Like shooting jumpshots in the mall, nigga!That's a quote from ab-soul I supposeSince you laugh that's the ultimate goalOn behalf of the top dawg conglomerateShall stay anonymousSearchin' 7 continents accomplishing big shitBig ass, big tits she on meAnd just to get to me she'll fuck the homies-homie's homiesThe life of a cool niggaMy nigga tony said "just do you, nigga! "Sure improve, niggaAnd they gon' play you for a fool that'sFor sure till they know you got the stankiest stew, nigga!I ain't trippin' I'm just tippin' on fo-fo'sBack in the city and tippin' on 4 hoesThat boy got a cold coldHe's sick con, slick onDrop red jewels like a school bar mitzvahOOhStraight like thatWhy ya'll complain about og's?I don't look at a legend and say you owe meNot snoop not dre not ice cubeI don't care me and quik went to the same schoolI look at the mirror and do it myself like a self made niggaI don't need a maid, niggaDo I need a cosign from dre or jigga?They can make me much bigger, but do I need em though?I just made a flowThe type of shit that make you think you seenPac ghost "me against the world" on you motherfuckersI got my back against the wall and a. 45, dogget smoked, chris tuckerUhh, tryna record my steeloEven when I'm not there just like tivoThe hoes tell me that I got a real big egoAnd weed move slow right now but e goYou know what I'm talkin' bout?I look at your audemars to put ya'll in time outIt's time to unveil the real and yourCareers bout as frail as ms. WinehouseJust salute brother [?] and pull the wine outOOh, just like that
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