Celebration Lyrics - Jay-z

What you think you like me? 

You ain't like me, motherfucker, you a punk 

I been with made people, connected people 

Who you been wit'? Chain snatchin' 

Jive-ass, maricon motherfuckers 

Why don't you go get lost, get out of here 

Go kick a freestyle or somethin' 

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, eighth 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 

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Hot land, F.B.I, D.E.A., 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 

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 C.I.A. 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 

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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 

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 

Paraplegic, precise minds like the Pharaoh's of Egypt 

Shot through a barrel *niggaz* narrowly weaved 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 

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, zoni 

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 

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