Jay-z - Celebration lyrics

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Jay-z - Celebration lyrics

What you think you like me? you ain't like me motherf**er You a punk I been with made people, connected people Who you been with? chain snatching, jive-a**, maricon motherf**ers Why don't you go get lost Get out of here, go kick a freestyle or something [Jay-z] You're now tuned into the greatest Motherf**ers can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate us Can't touch it, f** 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 n***a I'm the god MC, me, jay-hovah sh** knocking, almost a crime, get Cochran Banging to the hearse where my doctors hand Hot land, FBI, DEA, I did crime, got away They want to see me pay, motherf**ers 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, c**aine rapper Rep ya game pros [Wais] We celebrate this, while you sitting back screaming you hate this Try to rape this, get caught in my crime matrix Spitting s**m inside of latex You get, no respect like a child rapist Delegate this, men just giving face lifts Leave your melon spacious, career felon, no hiatus Nor Caesar's, the CIA flooded my block with diseases Informants, heating the spot up like global warming Who start sh**? my style is laced with arsenic Odorless tasteless, cause of d**h is traceless I know you want to 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 Blazing in Barnes and Noble, idolize the vocals Y'all n***as is local but that's evident I'm resident evil, moving like ? [Memphis Bleek] Millionaire that flow like water, rap n***as running I, oughta applaud ya, clap at ya Point the mac at yea, n***as caught up Brought up in the rapture, my flows torture Like a compound fracture, can't f** with it For the love of s** money and d** Affiliated with the sets tecs honies and thugs Let the four power, rain on n***as like a spring shower And bring flowers for the bodies that surround us If you was looking you found us Moving with speed, tried to play superman Ended up like Chris Reeves Paraplegic, precise minds like the Pharaoh's of Egypt Shot through a barrel n***as narrowly weaved it Keeping my team top seeded with the sweet 16's Bulging out of my jeans, on the ten-speed weeded Holding, ? 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, n***as hit the ground like Sanka I got ya screw face in forty-two ways, aim better Than toothpaste, Jerry McGuire "show me the money" like clue tapes Run up in your spot with a few eights, zoning 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, foaming White sheets got ya wrapped like a roman Back in new york, honey wants it, just spit blood and talk funny n***as is cartoons, picture styles that's fully developed Like dark rooms, hits fat, cub with a harpoon Heat-seeking, grill hunting, still fronting? Keep squeezing, f** it, I leave the whole street wheezing No *motherf**ers* hope I fail, and gotta provoke the frail Got em scared to drop like soap in jail [Jay-Z] Yeah, 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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