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Juelz Santana

Celebration

 

Celebration

(álbum: #FREESANTANA - 2020)


[Jim Jones:]
We back, uh (Barnes)
Some niggas need to be celebrated, huh?
I'ma give you your roses now
That's a fact, though, you heard me?
(Capo)

You gotta watch them higher-ups, they try to trick you out position (Facts)
Build you up, then tear you down once they get you in position (You easy)
All them bricks that we was whipping, they tried to hit us with the sniffing
I done prayed plenty nights that we could get you out of prison (Amen)
'Cause we done been through it all, talking the midst of the crossfire (What else?)
Even down at the lot, you smell the rubber from the Porsche tire (Smell that?)
I'm going to court, back and forth acquires
I done bonded with jewelers, I even sat with the raw suppliers
I'm talking (Uh), so many things that we've accomplished, homie
Even the robberies and when you been my accomplice (Chill)
We been carrying sticks with shoulder stacks by the armpit (Uh)
I be fresh to death, I see angels in my Palm drip, woah

[Juelz Santana:]
Celebrating life, celebrating life
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothing nice
We ain't living wrong, but we ain't living right
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothing nice
Celebrating life, celebrating life
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothing nice
We ain't living wrong, but we ain't living right
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothing nice

Uh, all they wanna do is prosecute us
Shoot us when they ain't gotta shoot us
They kill us, turn around and then protect they own
Meanwhile, we can't even protect our own
If we try, they lock us up and don't wan' send us home
Next time you see your kids, they be already grown
Only God could judge me, only heaven knows
Gotta keep a weapon close, or might end up ghost
Try to tell my youngins take a different road
'Cause for that bread, niggas getting toast
For that chicken, niggas get you roast
They hate to see you getting paid, they wanna see you broke
Fuck 'em, though
Still up drumming on your bitch, give her different strokes
They see you make it rain, then try to get you soaked
Hate to see a nigga get his own
Moving forward, so they try to keep you pigeonholed

Celebrating life, celebrating life
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothing nice
We ain't living wrong, but we ain't living right
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothing nice
Celebrating life, celebrating life
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothing nice
We ain't living wrong, but we ain't living right
'Cause where we from, it ain't nothing nice

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