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Celebrate

Talib Kweli

Celebrate

2012

(This song right here)
Ooh
Young Mula baby
That's right
Happy music, happy people
Happy people
Everything is alright
Everything is alright,

shit a check
All this time you should've known, ya shoulda checked  
Cut the check
Now my heart cold 
It's gon say the things I won't hold
Ashamed in it,

feelin I’m different
Findin' the things that I’m missin
Pad to the pen When I’m gettin it
Young Niggas driven chauffeured by ambition man
All of my Niggas

feelin I’m different
Findin' the things that I’m missin
Pad to the pen When I’m gettin it
Young Niggas driven chauffeured by ambition man
All of my Niggas

young n****s to do that
Your baby mama house sprayed up with the new Mac
Move back, you don’t want a issue, 
You don’t want them n****s to come and get

And niggas was laughing
Steve and Devaughn hopped inside it and went for a drive
Got chased by the cops and they both tried to hide
Got caught and they lucky

The Ship was from the willing land
The waves about it roll

And as aglow by powdered sand
We lift, we loot, we haul

The time is still the sky is

breathe
Try focus on your path and the things that you need
And the things that you want
Don't get distracted by things that you see
Coz your times gonna

Young Mullah, baby
Hmm, Young Mullah, baby

She's askin' do you have the time
To listen to me whine
She's askin' who's on the other line?
You diss'

So much running through my mind I'm running out of time
Flying through these red lights and I'm barely getting by
I need someone to tell me that it's

for me
watchin daddy beat mommy 'til she bleeds
i was young but i still stayed by her side
now i cry and i pray to god but i wonder why....

-verse 2-
i

Pilgrims
Pilgrims
Pilgrims
Everyday I pray for sanity to hold you down
Hold you down
Two times for my pilgrims
Pilgrims
My pilgrims yeah
Pilgrims
Shebi you

I’m on call, niggas know I’m on demon time
No encore, hold it down for the one time
Young Chris Paul, I see it all when I hit the dime
All out war,

spine
I wouldn't listen iffu told me I was young and defiant

I been heatin up forreal nigga sum like microwaves
Mama told me pray to god I promise there

streets will never cage me 
On my knees i pray that these streets will never cage me 

Times like this i'll be lighting up the doja 
Reminiscing days when i

gone listen
Stick by your nigga dude through tough times thick and thin
Tell me would you ride with me till the very end
The wheels fall off you gone

yea 
I want a crib by the shore yea
I look at my time and its gold yea
I look at my neck and its snow yea
I wan get away thats my goal yea
Run up

Bezariel on beats with my strings strung by Steve
They wanna see me on my knees
But I be on my "easy", eyes on my cheese
Look around you'll see you rarely

thinking
He dont like showers
As she wipe herself clean
With my towel
School niggas with the blues
On my Steve Hightower
See
Im thankful everyday that I

at his mustache and beard 
Is weird, shit 
You are an F-Channel 
Not an Atari 
Beg me for money, starving 
Apple by Steve Jobs 
Star Wars and King Kong

Hey there
My fly young sista
Can by chance
Get a moment withcha
The way you move
And arch ya back
Bout to make me tuk it up

Ah damn
Here we go again

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

of light
Praying that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids, meet a wife
All over a key of white
But why you think they take
That time from

I'm smokin' for my stress
Had a long day, let's relax from the bullshit
I gotta get it off my chest
Times are gettin' hard, I done smoked about