Luyện nghe bài hát Celebrate

Young Moolah
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Happy
Everythings
Everything is

Pop a bottle and
We it to a new day
Pop a bottle and
We made it to a new day
Oh I take a hit and elevate
Cause today will be a day
I got my right money right, ready for war
Workin hard for a better tomorrow
[Verse 1: Kweli]
Hey! blow the on em
The sun is out, its a brand new day and it just on em
The smoke in got em floating just like in salt water
And break is fast, we got it cooking just like a short
Feed the hands ? birds cover the cheetah
A jungle out there and the jail is the zoo keep us in
Players in gators is crazy, we feel the need to em
Furs coming in all colors like Peter got em
Killing for a salary
Look ya line flatter than stomachs of the thats running, watching them calories
Hope that we linking, we smoking and drinking
Cause without living aint nothing but a fallacy

[Verse 2: Lil
Say, whos that in my window?
Is that sunshine? Is one time?
Let sun shine through my living room
is what Im giving you
Harsh is what Ive been through
But Im not alone, ask her and him too
And they shall tell ya, nothin better
the smell of a new day
And I know the ocean dry and the sky gets dark
And ya dont see Hes trying to show ya
And I the wall may seem tall
But if we help each other I guarantee we get
And once Im over, Ill reach back for my
And pull him as well
our heads high and our noses wide open
Hopin for that new day
Love life

[Verse 3: Maine]
Yea homie, I been since I was 16
To tell em Im bout to tell em
So I need than a 16
See Im the only son of and Joe
So I fulfill my purpose fore Im buried, ya know
My momma say she having of me being a missionary
And the looking at me as a walking visionary
So I sit and wonder will I ever have my time to shine
And die Pac in his prime
Or will I go out like Len and OD before the tryouts
No tell a reaper, no
Im good, I for a head to protect ya
And I gotta walk the streets the heat as my protection
Still gotta watch my back, watch my front home
Cause I seen a lot of niggas die they gun on
So that in mind, I just get higher
And pray to the higher Messiah, Im no
And they say that puffing the fire fucks with memory
But I got a lot of stuff that I wan remember see
Like my homie ? died
I like how I never seen a man cry til I Lance died
seen my pops cry til I seen my Grams died
And Im to tell him that I miss my Grams too
And I wish I hug her for mothers day too
And I feel the way that you do
But we gotta still move on so she can smile down on us
And I dont the Lord to ever frown down on us
I know that really got power in a gun
But I also that they got power in a tongue
So every time I speak, I try to speak life
Yall tweaking for broads, I life
They said I was sposed to die as a
My momma said I ? that Devil in the of Jesus
So now Im here just to talk to
and stroll with me homie, let me walk wit yall
Ten ways to die so I chose
To get my right by the end of the road
Fore my body in a casket and Im and froze
Fore Im laying in a morgue a tag on my toes
Im here to tell you take heed to the
School shootings, hurricanes, and warming
Open ya Bibles up with no
BC was the Genesis, is Revelations
So you pick your destination
aint promised, better pick your destination
Rest in B Spencer, rest in peace ?
Shit be worse so Im feeling like Weezy
I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and wash my
Take a knee and thank the Man and my life in Gods hands, yea!