celebration

Lyrics

, 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 kill it when you press record button 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 niggas at?, where my bitches with them pretty weaves?, enemies bleed on the maxi pad, pussy you fucked 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 niggas fuckin' with me crip niggas tryna kill 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 passed 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 shit i write, if you goin' through something, this is shit 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, in 2010 i'm tryna ball, nigga!, like shooting jumpshots in the mall, nigga!, 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 shit, big ass, big tits she on me, and just to get to me she'll fuck the homies-homie's homies, the life of a cool nigga, my nigga tony said "just do you, nigga!", sure improve, nigga, and they gon' play you for a fool that's for sure till they know you got the stankiest stew, nigga!, 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 jewels like a school bar mitzvah, ooooh, straight like that, 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 nigga, i don't need a maid, nigga, 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 shit that make you think you seen pac ghost "me against the world" on you motherfuckers, 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,