Kendrick Lamar - Celebration lyrics

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Kendrick Lamar - Celebration lyrics

[Verse 1:] Gimme that beat, fool This a full time jack, no really this a Sounwave track So really I ain't gotta steal nothing all I gotta do is k** it when you press record bu*ton let the paralyzed feel it I came back with a full time swag and the critics thought they had me Nah, I just bought more batteries Turned up supercharged, a medium away from livin' large Matter fact, where my n***as at? Where my b**hes with them pretty weaves? Enemies bleed on the maxi pad, p**y you f**ed with the wrong one I'm on one I'll make sure your kids breathe ammonia Good kid, mad city evil in my heart from the blood n***as f**in' with me crip n***as tryna k** me Malcolm X mind state, if I raise the crime rate, it's a legitimate reason why I put on repeat Kanye's "Touch The Sky" But I'll be looking pa**ed that I'm tryna touch god My heart to the heavens, the rebel of the reverend Ya'll married to the game well I'm bout to crash weddings I put a lot of pain in the sh** I write If you goin' through something, this is sh** you recite This is bigger than life This is Kendrick Lamar This is Jimi Hendrix guitar on tall [?] I mean war like that Yeah, straight like that [Hook] [Verse 2:] In 2010 I'm tryna ball, n***a! Like shooting jumpshots in the mall, n***a! That's a quote from Ab-Soul I suppose since you laugh that's the ultimate goal On behalf of the Top Dawg conglomerate Shall stay anonymous Searchin' 7 continents accomplishing big sh** Big a**, big tits she on me And just to get to me she'll f** the homies-homie's homies The life of a cool n***a My n***a Tony said "just do you, n***a!" Sure improve, n***a And they gon' play you for a fool that's for sure till they know you got the stankiest stew, n***a! I ain't trippin' I'm just tippin' on fo-fo's back in the city and tippin' on 4 hoes That boy got a cold cold He's sick con, slick on Drop red j**els like a school bar mitzvah Ooooh Straight like that [Hook] [Verse 3:] Why ya'll complain about OG's? I don't look at a legend and say you owe me Not Snoop not Dre not Ice Cube I don't care me and quik went to the same school I look at the mirror and do it myself like a self made n***a I don't need a maid, n***a Do I need a cosign from Dre or Jigga? They can make me much bigger, but do I need em though? I just made a flow The type of sh** that make you think you seen Pac ghost "Me Against The World" on you motherf**ers I got my back against the wall and a .45, dog get smoked, Chris Tucker Uhh, tryna record my steelo Even when I'm not there just like TiVo The hoes tell me that I got a real big ego And weed move slow right now but E go You know what I'm talkin' bout? I look at your Audemars to put ya'll in time out It's time to unveil the real and your careers bout as frail as Ms. Winehouse Just salute brother [?] and pull the wine out Oooh, just like that [Hook]