Kendrick Lamar - Celebration - Sözleri

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








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