lirik lagu dallinmusic – nothing to celebrate
[intro]
you think that was cool?
i would like to introduce… (d.com on the track)
[hook]
we got nothing to celebrate
we in the club, doing what we love
you know we ain’t gonna wait
living for tonight, cause tomorrow’s so far away
my girl angry at me, when will she learn not to debate
y’all want a role model, let me demonstrate
never leave the night life, skate on women like a figure 8
go on, pull the trigger, take a shot to the face
you only live once, so i’m just gonna upgrade
i got nothing to celebrate
this is anything goes, let it go, cause we made it
any clear minds here, who knows
hold up, what we celebrating?
this is anything goes, let it go, cause we made it
any clear minds here, who knows
hold up, what we celebrating?
[verse 1]
hold up, pull up
i’m bout to smoke and roll one
its costly in money and lungs
but i don’t give two – oh what?
she likes the way
my gold from mixtapes
so she say i’m gorgeous
i feel love, i’m getting hotter
at heart, only cold cuts
living for the moment
good idea for the famous
now no one but girls
with decent lawyers can
come up and shame us
fingers in my ears
for anyone who come up
and try to flame us
longer in my years
rationalize how the game was
now we’re all just the same as
old dudes in boxes and blankets
money shower for two hours
but then the irs came in
so the feds must be satan
cash for strippers in faux pas
$3 billion industry
you ask me, that’s a worthy cause
going ham, wheres my applause
swag in my chains and my cars
producers do the work
us rappers wear metal jaws
i apply to the laws
i’m like the wizard of oz
i’m terrifying, always buying
you can see all my flaws
[hook]
[verse 2]
here we go again
i’m a rapper like east berlin
cord front of my table
tipping bottles up over my chin
looking out at the lower cl-ss
but all i do is win
one man’s wallet, i’m like stalin
more than you can imagine
got them working on my lambo
exploiting the engine
speaking for the poor
our barrier ain’t thin
concrete walls
penthouse so tall
no my crib ain’t got a twin
i talk bout god and my kin
but then criticize my skin
no i ain’t heard bout this sin
see me on screen with a grin
(i’m in love with the coco)
first grade rhymes from a man
(we call these kinda guys pro)
we rapping bout extremes
look up fire and ice
we like to say we have it all
ask, “whats it mean to live nice?”
task, everybody get right
sonny, you produced that
you living the good life
i saw a comment on g*nius
for that song
he said it was fire
what’s that say about you?
drinking hennessy
aren’t we all meant to get higher?
lemme just ask, who’s your supplier?
[hook]
[verse 3]
what we celebrating
its a well kept secret
mlk used to know
along the way it was deleted
somehow somewhere
we all became relatively conceited
in our greatest time of needing
and we’re surprised
that alcohol don’t complete us
smoking up all the time
though you’ll that find that
that won’t relieve us
but we’re sanctified and blessed in rap
like no one can beat us
raised up in it since a fetus
mindset can’t be retreated
obsessed with freedom
new slaves one
morality the second reason
now the good are cheated
honorable defeated
resources full depleted
yet in the club
rappers in it for the feature
exploiting the streets
hating on those that “sleeping”
adjectives like real and fake
just point out attention seekers
like a streaker
reveals everything
unlike a terrible leader
speaking moral revival
not from the bible
that’s the whole race he was teaching
ain’t gotta be a mind reader
to understand that he wasn’t either
common sense in selma
don’t take shots at the dreamer
[hook]
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