Outlawz - Celebrate lyrics

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(feat. TQ)

[Young Noble]

stearing to this tunnel of life

it ain't a far sight

in the dark

searching for god's light

so cold I got frost bite

lost kite from the prison

this system got these young niggaz lost like

mice in a maze

rollin dice to the grave

some say it's just the price of the fame

reality strike, repeat the same tragedy twice

all I'm thinkin man

it had to be life

when the casualties rise

plan plotting 'til your strategy dies

black cotton till i've gotten what's mine

I don't travel the globe

stood firm with an average of 4

I was almost cut down like a half of a stole

but you know that ain't how we roll

from a soldier to a general

go leadin' still do what I'm told

I got the soul of a old head

in the young niggaz bodies

we don't put this gun in nobody

you don't wanna know no homie

what is really goin on

shit is real

couldn't tell you everything in a song

man the pain is so personal

so deep I couldn't explain it in words for ya

I don't sleep

I can rest when I'm dead

cause I'm blessed while I'm here

through the rain, pain

blood, sweat and tears

dedicated to underdogs

that wanna see us make it

we make it, they make it

this calls for celebration

[hook: TQ]

all around the world

we about to celebrate

the mamas ain't crying no mo

my niggaz ain't dying no mo

tell me do you wanna go

I mean it's kinda like a holiday

kinda like a white tray on silver day

kinda like jamaica in may

when all my people celebrate

[Kastro]

I wasn't born with a silver spoon

my mama was poor in the delivery room

but we gon make it

look done made it

cops still goin strong

mom poppin the greatest

life been good to a nigga

I remember bout the hood

and how I could do a nigga

but not me

I been good to a nigga

I support not no more

i'm a hood rich nigga now

and I'm hangin like wet clothes

the fresh white frisbee tee

countin bank rows

I ain't botherin with you stank hoes

another problem bit©h

I got enough for those

me, myself

I don't need nothin else

but a good mind

and some good health

that's all I got on my wish list

pop a bottle

what's the celebration bit©hes

[hook]

[E.D.I.]

we ain't sayin that it's all good now

any hood USA

man it still goes down

but despite of all that

we gon still have a good time

toss a few back

celebrate the fact

that my kids still eatin

man I'm glad I'm still breathin

glad I got my ratchet cause the snakes still creapin

man I got a lawyer cause the law still cheatin

listen, big bottles of drank

big weed in my pocket

nigga I got stanks

we gon drank, we gon smoke

till we damn near faint

and after all that

we gon do it again

this is for the good time

so we get some mo

if we don't we gon smile

on the ones before

if you got real ones

man hug your folks

cause you never know

when it gon go

so celebrate

[hook]