Jay-z F- Rell F Celebration Lyrics

Celebration Lyrics

What you think you like me? You ain't like me *motherfucker* 

 You a punk 

 I been with MANY people.. CONNECTED people 

 Who you been wit? Chain snatchin? mardi gol *motherfuckers* 

 Why don't you go get lost 

 Get out of here go kick a freestyle or somethin 

 

 [Jay Z] 

 You're now tuned into the greatest 

 *Motherfuckers* can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate us 

 Can't touch it, *fuck 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 

 *Nigga* I'm the God MC, me, Jay-hovah 

 *Shit* knockin, almost a crime, get Cochran 

 Bangin to the hearse where my doctors hand 

 hot land, FBI, DEA, I did crime, got away 

 They wanna see me pay, *motherfuckers* 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, cocaine rapper 

 Rep ya game pros 

 

 [Wais] 

 We celebrate this, while you sittin back screamin you hate this 

 Try to rape this, get caught in my crime matrix 

 Spittin sperm inside of latex 

 You get, no respect like a child rapist 

 Delegate this, men just givin facelifts 

 Leave your melon spacious, career felon, no hiatus 

 nor Ceasar's, the CIA flooded my block with diseases 

 Informants, heating the spot up like global warming 

 Who start *shit*? My style is laced with arsenic 

 Odorless tasteless, cause of death is traceless 

 I know you wanna 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 

 blazin in Barnes and Noble, idolize the vocals 

 Y'all niggaz is local but that's evident 

 I'm Resident Evil, movin like ? 

 

 [Memphis Bleek] 

 Millionaire that flow like water, rap *niggaz* runnin 

 I, oughta applaud ya, clap at ya 

 Point the Mac at ya, *niggaz* caught up 

 Brought up in the rapture, my flows torture 

 like a compound fracture, can't *fuck* widdit 

 For the love of sex money and drugs 

 Affiliated with the sets Tecs honies and thugs 

 Let the four power, rain on *niggaz* like a spring shower 

 and bring flowers for the bodies that surround us 

 If you was lookin you found us 

 Movin with speed, tried to play Superman 

 ended up like Chris Reeves 

 Parapalegic, precise minds like the Pharoah's of Egypt 

 Shot through a barrel *niggaz* narrowly reaped it 

 Keepin my Team top seeded with the Sweet 16's 

 bulgin out of my jeans, on the ten-speed weeded 

 Holdin, ? 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, *niggaz* hit the ground like Sanka 

 I got ya screwface in forty-two ways, Aim better 

 than toothpaste, Jerry Maguire 

 Show Me The Money like Clue tapes 

 Run up in your spot with a few eights, zonin 

 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, foamin 

 White sheets got ya wrapped like a Roman 

 Back in New York, honey wants it, just spit blood and talk funny 

 *Niggaz* is cartoons, picture styles that's fully developed 

 like dark rooms, hits fat, cub with a harpoon 

 Heat-seekin, grill huntin, still frontin? 

 Keep squeezin, *fuck it*, I leave the whole street wheezing 

 No *motherfuckers* hope I fail, and gotta provoke the frail 

 Got em scared to drop like soap in jail 

 

 [Jay-Z] 

 Geyeah, 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