Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Celebrate, artist - The Outlawz. Album song Outlaw 4 Life: 2005 A.P., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Outlaw Recordz
Song language: English
Celebrate |
Stearing to this tunnel of life\nIt ain’t a far sight\nIn the dark\nSearching for god’s light\nSo cold I got frost bite\nLost kite from the prison\nThis system got these young niggas lost like\nMice in a maze\nRollin dice to the grave\nSome say it’s just the price of the fame\nReality strike, repeat the same tragedy twice\nAll I’m thinkin man\nIt had to be life\nWhen the casualties rise\nPlan plotting 'til your strategy dies\nBlack cotton till i’ve gotten what’s mine\nI don’t travel the globe\nStood firm with an average of 4\nI was almost cut down like a half of a stole\nBut you know that ain’t how we roll\nFrom a soldier to a general\nGo leadin' still do what I’m told\nI got the soul of a old head\nIn the young niggas bodies\nWe don’t put this gun in nobody\nYou don’t wanna know no homie\nWhat is really goin on\nShit is real\nCouldn’t tell you everything in a song\nMan the pain is so personal\nSo deep I couldn’t explain it in words for ya\nI don’t sleep\nI can rest when I’m dead\nCause I’m blessed while I’m here\nThrough the rain, pain\nBlood, sweat and tears\nDedicated to underdogs\nThat wanna see us make it\nWe make it, they make it\nThis calls for celebration\nAll around the world\nWe about to celebrate\nThe mamas ain’t crying no mo\nMy niggas ain’t dying no mo\nTell me do you wanna go\nI mean it’s kinda like a holiday\nKinda like a white tray on silver day\nKinda like jamaica in may\nWhen all my people celebrate\nI wasn’t born with a silver spoon\nMy mama was poor in the delivery room\nBut we gon make it\nLook done made it\nCops still goin strong\nMom poppin the greatest\nLife been good to a nigga\nI remember bout the hood\nAnd how I could do a nigga\nBut not me\nI been good to a nigga\nI support not no more\nI’m a hood rich nigga now\nAnd I’m hangin like wet clothes\nThe fresh white frisbee tee\nCountin bank rows\nI ain’t botherin with you stank hoes\nAnother problem bit (c)h\nI got enough for those\nMe, myself\nI don’t need nothin else\nBut a good mind\nAnd some good health\nThat’s all I got on my wish list\nPop a bottle\nWhat’s the celebration bit (c)hes\nWe ain’t sayin that it’s all good now\nAny hood USA\nMan it still goes down\nBut despite of all that\nWe gon still have a good time\nToss a few back\nCelebrate the fact\nThat my kids still eatin\nMan I’m glad I’m still breathin\nGlad I got my ratchet cause the snakes still creapin\nMan I got a lawyer cause the law still cheatin\nListen, big bottles of drank\nBig weed in my pocket\nNigga I got stanks\nWe gon drank, we gon smoke\nTill we damn near faint\nAnd after all that\nWe gon do it again\nThis is for the good time\nSo we get some mo\nIf we don’t we gon smile\nOn the ones before\nIf you got real ones\nMan hug your folks\nCause you never know\nWhen it gon go\nSo celebrate |