Celebrate

stearing to this tunnel of life
it aint a far sight
in the dark
searching for gods 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 its just the price of the fame
reality strike, repeat the same tragedy twice
all Im thinkin man
it had to be life
when the casualties rise
plan plotting til your strategy dies
black cotton till ive gotten whats mine
I dont 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 aint how we roll
from a soldier to a general
go leadin still do what Im told
I got the soul of a old head
in the young niggaz bodies
we dont put this gun in nobody
you dont wanna know no homie
what is really goin on
shit is real
couldnt tell you everything in a song
man the pain is so personal
so deep I couldnt explain it in words for ya
I dont sleep
I can rest when Im dead
cause Im blessed while Im 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 aint crying no mo
my niggaz aint dying no mo
tell me do you wanna go
I mean its kinda like a holiday
kinda like a white tray on silver day
kinda like jamaica in may
when all my people celebrate
[Kastro]
I wasnt 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
im a hood rich nigga now
and Im hangin like wet clothes
the fresh white frisbee tee
countin bank rows
I aint botherin with you stank hoes
another problem bit©h
I got enough for those
me, myself
I dont need nothin else
but a good mind
and some good health
thats all I got on my wish list
pop a bottle
whats the celebration bit©hes
[hook]
[E.D.I.]
we aint sayin that its 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 Im glad Im 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 dont 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
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