[{"id":16217633,"name":"Celebrate (feat. Talib Kweli & Lil Wayne)","trackName":"Celebrate (feat. Talib Kweli & Lil Wayne)","artistName":"Mack Maine","albumName":"Celebrate (feat. Talib Kweli & Lil Wayne) - Single","duration":367.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Young Moolah baby\nHappy music, happy people\nHappy people\nEverything is alright\nEverything is alright\n\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe made it to a new day\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe done made it to a new day\nOh I take a hit and just elevate\nCause today will be a good day\nI got my mind right money right, ready for war\nWorkin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\nHey! - blow the horns on 'em\nThe sun is out, it's a brand new day and it just dawned on 'em\nThe smoke in here got 'em floating just like in salt water\nAnd break is fast, we got it cooking just like a short order\nGo feed the hands birds cover the cheetah print\nA jungle out there and the jail is the zoo that keep us in\nPlayers in gators is crazy, we feel the need to rock 'em\nFurs coming in all different colors like PETA got 'em\nKilling yourself for a salary\nLook ya line flatter than stomachs of the women that's running,\nwatching them calories\nHope that we linking, we smoking and drinking casually\nCause life without living ain't nothing but a fallacy\n\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe made it to a new day\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe done made it to a new day\nOh I take a hit and just elevate\nCause today will be a good day\nI got my mind right money right, ready for war\nWorkin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\nSay, who's that peekin' in my window?\nIs that sunshine? Is that one time?\nLet that sun shine through my living room\nHospitality is what I'm giving you\nHarsh reality is what I've been through\nBut I'm not alone, ask her and him too\nAnd they shall tell ya, ain't nothin' better\nThan the smell of a new day\nI know the ocean runs dry and the sky gets dark\nAnd ya don't see what He's trying to show ya\nAnd I know the wall may seem tall\nBut if we help each other I guarantee we get over\nAnd once I'm over, I'll reach back for my brother\nAnd pull him over as well\nKeep our heads high and our noses wide open\nHopin' for that new day smell\n\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe made it to a new day\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe done made it to a new day\nOh I take a hit and just elevate\nCause today will be a good day\nI got my mind right money right, ready for war\nWorkin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\nYea homie, I been? since I was 16\nTo tell 'em what I'm 'bout to tell 'em\nSo I need more than a 16\nSee I'm the only son of Mary and Joe\nSo I gotta fulfill my purpose 'fore I'm buried, ya know\nMy momma say she having visions of me being a missionary\nAnd the hood looking at me as a walking visionary\nSo I sit back and wonder will I ever have my time to shine\nAnd die like Pac in his prime\nOr will I go out like Len Bias and OD before the tryouts\nNo teller no reaper no buyout\nI'm good, I pray for a head to protect ya\nAnd I gotta walk the streets with the heat as my protection\nStill gotta watch my back, still watch my front home\nCause I seen a lot of niggas die with they gun on\nSo with that in mind, I just get higher\nAnd pray to the higher Messiah, I'm no liar\nAnd they say that puffing the fire fucks with your memory\nBut I got a lot of stuff that I don't wan' remember see\nLike when my homie ivin died\nI like how I never seen a man cry 'til I seen Lance died\nNever seen my pops cry 'til I seen my Grams died\nAnd I'm here to tell him that I miss my Grams too\nAnd I wish I could hug her for mothers day too\nAnd I feel the same way that you do\nBut we gotta still move on so she can just smile down on us\nAnd I don't want the Lord to ever frown down on us\nI know that they really got power in a gun\nBut I also know that they got power in a tongue\nSo every time I speak, look I try to speak life\nY'all tweaking for broads, I tweak life\nThey said I was s'posed to die as a fetus\nMy momma said I bind that Devil in the name of Jesus\nSo now I'm here just to talk to y'all\nCome and stroll with me homie, let me walk wit' y'all\nTen million ways to die so I chose\nTo get my life right by the end of the road\n'Fore my body in a casket and I'm stiff and froze\n'Fore I'm laying in a morgue with a tag on my toes\nI'm here to tell you take heed to the warnings\nSchool shootings, hurricanes, and global warming\nOpen ya Bibles up with no hesitation\nBC was the Genesis, this is Revelations\nSo you better pick your destination\nTomorrow ain't promised, better pick your destination\nRest in peace B Spencer, rest in peace?\nShit could be worse so I'm feeling like Weezy\nI wake up in the morning, take a piss, and wash my hands\nTake a knee and thank the Man and leave my life in God's hands, yea!\n\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe made it to a new day\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe done made it to a new day\nOh I take a hit and just elevate\nCause today will be a good day\nI got my mind right money right, ready for war\nWorkin' hard today for a better tomorrow","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Celebrate (feat. Talib Kweli & Lil Wayne)\n  artist: Mack Maine\n  album: Celebrate (feat. Talib Kweli & Lil Wayne) - Single\n  duration_ms: 367000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Moolah baby\n  Happy music, happy people\n  Happy people\n  Everything is alright\n  Everything is alright\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Hey! - blow the horns on 'em\n  The sun is out, it's a brand new day and it just dawned on 'em\n  The smoke in here got 'em floating just like in salt water\n  And break is fast, we got it cooking just like a short order\n  Go feed the hands birds cover the cheetah print\n  A jungle out there and the jail is the zoo that keep us in\n  Players in gators is crazy, we feel the need to rock 'em\n  Furs coming in all different colors like PETA got 'em\n  Killing yourself for a salary\n  Look ya line flatter than stomachs of the women that's running,\n  watching them calories\n  Hope that we linking, we smoking and drinking casually\n  Cause life without living ain't nothing but a fallacy\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Say, who's that peekin' in my window?\n  Is that sunshine? Is that one time?\n  Let that sun shine through my living room\n  Hospitality is what I'm giving you\n  Harsh reality is what I've been through\n  But I'm not alone, ask her and him too\n  And they shall tell ya, ain't nothin' better\n  Than the smell of a new day\n  I know the ocean runs dry and the sky gets dark\n  And ya don't see what He's trying to show ya\n  And I know the wall may seem tall\n  But if we help each other I guarantee we get over\n  And once I'm over, I'll reach back for my brother\n  And pull him over as well\n  Keep our heads high and our noses wide open\n  Hopin' for that new day smell\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Yea homie, I been? since I was 16\n  To tell 'em what I'm 'bout to tell 'em\n  So I need more than a 16\n  See I'm the only son of Mary and Joe\n  So I gotta fulfill my purpose 'fore I'm buried, ya know\n  My momma say she having visions of me being a missionary\n  And the hood looking at me as a walking visionary\n  So I sit back and wonder will I ever have my time to shine\n  And die like Pac in his prime\n  Or will I go out like Len Bias and OD before the tryouts\n  No teller no reaper no buyout\n  I'm good, I pray for a head to protect ya\n  And I gotta walk the streets with the heat as my protection\n  Still gotta watch my back, still watch my front home\n  Cause I seen a lot of niggas die with they gun on\n  So with that in mind, I just get higher\n  And pray to the higher Messiah, I'm no liar\n  And they say that puffing the fire fucks with your memory\n  But I got a lot of stuff that I don't wan' remember see\n  Like when my homie ivin died\n  I like how I never seen a man cry 'til I seen Lance died\n  Never seen my pops cry 'til I seen my Grams died\n  And I'm here to tell him that I miss my Grams too\n  And I wish I could hug her for mothers day too\n  And I feel the same way that you do\n  But we gotta still move on so she can just smile down on us\n  And I don't want the Lord to ever frown down on us\n  I know that they really got power in a gun\n  But I also know that they got power in a tongue\n  So every time I speak, look I try to speak life\n  Y'all tweaking for broads, I tweak life\n  They said I was s'posed to die as a fetus\n  My momma said I bind that Devil in the name of Jesus\n  So now I'm here just to talk to y'all\n  Come and stroll with me homie, let me walk wit' y'all\n  Ten million ways to die so I chose\n  To get my life right by the end of the road\n  'Fore my body in a casket and I'm stiff and froze\n  'Fore I'm laying in a morgue with a tag on my toes\n  I'm here to tell you take heed to the warnings\n  School shootings, hurricanes, and global warming\n  Open ya Bibles up with no hesitation\n  BC was the Genesis, this is Revelations\n  So you better pick your destination\n  Tomorrow ain't promised, better pick your destination\n  Rest in peace B Spencer, rest in peace?\n  Shit could be worse so I'm feeling like Weezy\n  I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and wash my hands\n  Take a knee and thank the Man and leave my life in God's hands, yea!\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n"},{"id":16580801,"name":"Celebrate (feat. 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Is that one time?\nLet that sun shine through my living room\nHospitality is what I'm giving you\nHarsh reality is what I've been through\nBut I'm not alone, ask her and him too\nAnd they shall tell ya, ain't nothin' better\nThan the smell of a new day\nI know the ocean runs dry and the sky gets dark\nAnd ya don't see what He's trying to show ya\nAnd I know the wall may seem tall\nBut if we help each other I guarantee we get over\nAnd once I'm over, I'll reach back for my brother\nAnd pull him over as well\nKeep our heads high and our noses wide open\nHopin' for that new day smell\n\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe made it to a new day\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe done made it to a new day\nOh I take a hit and just elevate\nCause today will be a good day\nI got my mind right money right, ready for war\nWorkin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\nYea homie, I been? since I was 16\nTo tell 'em what I'm 'bout to tell 'em\nSo I need more than a 16\nSee I'm the only son of Mary and Joe\nSo I gotta fulfill my purpose 'fore I'm buried, ya know\nMy momma say she having visions of me being a missionary\nAnd the hood looking at me as a walking visionary\nSo I sit back and wonder will I ever have my time to shine\nAnd die like Pac in his prime\nOr will I go out like Len Bias and OD before the tryouts\nNo teller no reaper no buyout\nI'm good, I pray for a head to protect ya\nAnd I gotta walk the streets with the heat as my protection\nStill gotta watch my back, still watch my front home\nCause I seen a lot of niggas die with they gun on\nSo with that in mind, I just get higher\nAnd pray to the higher Messiah, I'm no liar\nAnd they say that puffing the fire fucks with your memory\nBut I got a lot of stuff that I don't wan' remember see\nLike when my homie ivin died\nI like how I never seen a man cry 'til I seen Lance died\nNever seen my pops cry 'til I seen my Grams died\nAnd I'm here to tell him that I miss my Grams too\nAnd I wish I could hug her for mothers day too\nAnd I feel the same way that you do\nBut we gotta still move on so she can just smile down on us\nAnd I don't want the Lord to ever frown down on us\nI know that they really got power in a gun\nBut I also know that they got power in a tongue\nSo every time I speak, look I try to speak life\nY'all tweaking for broads, I tweak life\nThey said I was s'posed to die as a fetus\nMy momma said I bind that Devil in the name of Jesus\nSo now I'm here just to talk to y'all\nCome and stroll with me homie, let me walk wit' y'all\nTen million ways to die so I chose\nTo get my life right by the end of the road\n'Fore my body in a casket and I'm stiff and froze\n'Fore I'm laying in a morgue with a tag on my toes\nI'm here to tell you take heed to the warnings\nSchool shootings, hurricanes, and global warming\nOpen ya Bibles up with no hesitation\nBC was the Genesis, this is Revelations\nSo you better pick your destination\nTomorrow ain't promised, better pick your destination\nRest in peace B Spencer, rest in peace?\nShit could be worse so I'm feeling like Weezy\nI wake up in the morning, take a piss, and wash my hands\nTake a knee and thank the Man and leave my life in God's hands, yea!\n\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe made it to a new day\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe done made it to a new day\nOh I take a hit and just elevate\nCause today will be a good day\nI got my mind right money right, ready for war\nWorkin' hard today for a better tomorrow","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Celebrate (feat. Talib Kweli & Lil' Wayne)\n  artist: Mack Maine\n  album: Celebrate\n  duration_ms: 367000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Young Moolah baby\n  Happy music, happy people\n  Happy people\n  Everything is alright\n  Everything is alright\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Hey! - blow the horns on 'em\n  The sun is out, it's a brand new day and it just dawned on 'em\n  The smoke in here got 'em floating just like in salt water\n  And break is fast, we got it cooking just like a short order\n  Go feed the hands birds cover the cheetah print\n  A jungle out there and the jail is the zoo that keep us in\n  Players in gators is crazy, we feel the need to rock 'em\n  Furs coming in all different colors like PETA got 'em\n  Killing yourself for a salary\n  Look ya line flatter than stomachs of the women that's running,\n  watching them calories\n  Hope that we linking, we smoking and drinking casually\n  Cause life without living ain't nothing but a fallacy\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Say, who's that peekin' in my window?\n  Is that sunshine? Is that one time?\n  Let that sun shine through my living room\n  Hospitality is what I'm giving you\n  Harsh reality is what I've been through\n  But I'm not alone, ask her and him too\n  And they shall tell ya, ain't nothin' better\n  Than the smell of a new day\n  I know the ocean runs dry and the sky gets dark\n  And ya don't see what He's trying to show ya\n  And I know the wall may seem tall\n  But if we help each other I guarantee we get over\n  And once I'm over, I'll reach back for my brother\n  And pull him over as well\n  Keep our heads high and our noses wide open\n  Hopin' for that new day smell\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Yea homie, I been? since I was 16\n  To tell 'em what I'm 'bout to tell 'em\n  So I need more than a 16\n  See I'm the only son of Mary and Joe\n  So I gotta fulfill my purpose 'fore I'm buried, ya know\n  My momma say she having visions of me being a missionary\n  And the hood looking at me as a walking visionary\n  So I sit back and wonder will I ever have my time to shine\n  And die like Pac in his prime\n  Or will I go out like Len Bias and OD before the tryouts\n  No teller no reaper no buyout\n  I'm good, I pray for a head to protect ya\n  And I gotta walk the streets with the heat as my protection\n  Still gotta watch my back, still watch my front home\n  Cause I seen a lot of niggas die with they gun on\n  So with that in mind, I just get higher\n  And pray to the higher Messiah, I'm no liar\n  And they say that puffing the fire fucks with your memory\n  But I got a lot of stuff that I don't wan' remember see\n  Like when my homie ivin died\n  I like how I never seen a man cry 'til I seen Lance died\n  Never seen my pops cry 'til I seen my Grams died\n  And I'm here to tell him that I miss my Grams too\n  And I wish I could hug her for mothers day too\n  And I feel the same way that you do\n  But we gotta still move on so she can just smile down on us\n  And I don't want the Lord to ever frown down on us\n  I know that they really got power in a gun\n  But I also know that they got power in a tongue\n  So every time I speak, look I try to speak life\n  Y'all tweaking for broads, I tweak life\n  They said I was s'posed to die as a fetus\n  My momma said I bind that Devil in the name of Jesus\n  So now I'm here just to talk to y'all\n  Come and stroll with me homie, let me walk wit' y'all\n  Ten million ways to die so I chose\n  To get my life right by the end of the road\n  'Fore my body in a casket and I'm stiff and froze\n  'Fore I'm laying in a morgue with a tag on my toes\n  I'm here to tell you take heed to the warnings\n  School shootings, hurricanes, and global warming\n  Open ya Bibles up with no hesitation\n  BC was the Genesis, this is Revelations\n  So you better pick your destination\n  Tomorrow ain't promised, better pick your destination\n  Rest in peace B Spencer, rest in peace?\n  Shit could be worse so I'm feeling like Weezy\n  I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and wash my hands\n  Take a knee and thank the Man and leave my life in God's hands, yea!\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n"},{"id":31536811,"name":"Celebrate","trackName":"Celebrate","artistName":"Mack Maine feat. 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Is that one time?\nLet that sun shine through my living room\nHospitality is what I'm giving you\nHarsh reality is what I've been through\nBut I'm not alone, ask her and him too\nAnd they shall tell ya, ain't nothin' better\nThan the smell of a new day\nI know the ocean runs dry and the sky gets dark\nAnd ya don't see what He's trying to show ya\nAnd I know the wall may seem tall\nBut if we help each other I guarantee we get over\nAnd once I'm over, I'll reach back for my brother\nAnd pull him over as well\nKeep our heads high and our noses wide open\nHopin' for that new day smell\n\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe made it to a new day\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe done made it to a new day\nOh I take a hit and just elevate\nCause today will be a good day\nI got my mind right money right, ready for war\nWorkin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\nYea homie, I been? since I was 16\nTo tell 'em what I'm 'bout to tell 'em\nSo I need more than a 16\nSee I'm the only son of Mary and Joe\nSo I gotta fulfill my purpose 'fore I'm buried, ya know\nMy momma say she having visions of me being a missionary\nAnd the hood looking at me as a walking visionary\nSo I sit back and wonder will I ever have my time to shine\nAnd die like Pac in his prime\nOr will I go out like Len Bias and OD before the tryouts\nNo teller no reaper no buyout\nI'm good, I pray for a head to protect ya\nAnd I gotta walk the streets with the heat as my protection\nStill gotta watch my back, still watch my front home\nCause I seen a lot of niggas die with they gun on\nSo with that in mind, I just get higher\nAnd pray to the higher Messiah, I'm no liar\nAnd they say that puffing the fire fucks with your memory\nBut I got a lot of stuff that I don't wan' remember see\nLike when my homie ivin died\nI like how I never seen a man cry 'til I seen Lance died\nNever seen my pops cry 'til I seen my Grams died\nAnd I'm here to tell him that I miss my Grams too\nAnd I wish I could hug her for mothers day too\nAnd I feel the same way that you do\nBut we gotta still move on so she can just smile down on us\nAnd I don't want the Lord to ever frown down on us\nI know that they really got power in a gun\nBut I also know that they got power in a tongue\nSo every time I speak, look I try to speak life\nY'all tweaking for broads, I tweak life\nThey said I was s'posed to die as a fetus\nMy momma said I bind that Devil in the name of Jesus\nSo now I'm here just to talk to y'all\nCome and stroll with me homie, let me walk wit' y'all\nTen million ways to die so I chose\nTo get my life right by the end of the road\n'Fore my body in a casket and I'm stiff and froze\n'Fore I'm laying in a morgue with a tag on my toes\nI'm here to tell you take heed to the warnings\nSchool shootings, hurricanes, and global warming\nOpen ya Bibles up with no hesitation\nBC was the Genesis, this is Revelations\nSo you better pick your destination\nTomorrow ain't promised, better pick your destination\nRest in peace B Spencer, rest in peace?\nShit could be worse so I'm feeling like Weezy\nI wake up in the morning, take a piss, and wash my hands\nTake a knee and thank the Man and leave my life in God's hands, yea!\n\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe made it to a new day\nPop a bottle and celebrate\nWe done made it to a new day\nOh I take a hit and just elevate\nCause today will be a good day\nI got my mind right money right, ready for war\nWorkin' hard today for a better tomorrow","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.05] Young Moolah baby\n[00:06.05] Happy music, happy people\n[00:09.08] Happy people\n[00:12.47] \n[00:15.07] Everything is alright\n[00:17.06] Everything is alright\n[00:21.07] Pop a bottle and celebrate\n[00:23.06] We made it to a new day\n[00:26.02] Pop a bottle and celebrate\n[00:28.01] We done made it to a new day\n[00:31.05] Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n[00:34.04] Cause today will be a good day\n[00:36.08] I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n[00:39.05] Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n[00:42.09] Hey! 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for war\n  start_ms: 297040\n  end_ms: 300040\n- text: Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n  start_ms: 300040\n  end_ms: 302020\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 302020\nplain: |-\n  Young Moolah baby\n  Happy music, happy people\n  Happy people\n  Everything is alright\n  Everything is alright\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Hey! - blow the horns on 'em\n  The sun is out, it's a brand new day and it just dawned on 'em\n  The smoke in here got 'em floating just like in salt water\n  And break is fast, we got it cooking just like a short order\n  Go feed the hands birds cover the cheetah print\n  A jungle out there and the jail is the zoo that keep us in\n  Players in gators is crazy, we feel the need to rock 'em\n  Furs coming in all different colors like PETA got 'em\n  Killing yourself for a salary\n  Look ya line flatter than stomachs of the women that's running,\n  watching them calories\n  Hope that we linking, we smoking and drinking casually\n  Cause life without living ain't nothing but a fallacy\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Say, who's that peekin' in my window?\n  Is that sunshine? Is that one time?\n  Let that sun shine through my living room\n  Hospitality is what I'm giving you\n  Harsh reality is what I've been through\n  But I'm not alone, ask her and him too\n  And they shall tell ya, ain't nothin' better\n  Than the smell of a new day\n  I know the ocean runs dry and the sky gets dark\n  And ya don't see what He's trying to show ya\n  And I know the wall may seem tall\n  But if we help each other I guarantee we get over\n  And once I'm over, I'll reach back for my brother\n  And pull him over as well\n  Keep our heads high and our noses wide open\n  Hopin' for that new day smell\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n\n  Yea homie, I been? since I was 16\n  To tell 'em what I'm 'bout to tell 'em\n  So I need more than a 16\n  See I'm the only son of Mary and Joe\n  So I gotta fulfill my purpose 'fore I'm buried, ya know\n  My momma say she having visions of me being a missionary\n  And the hood looking at me as a walking visionary\n  So I sit back and wonder will I ever have my time to shine\n  And die like Pac in his prime\n  Or will I go out like Len Bias and OD before the tryouts\n  No teller no reaper no buyout\n  I'm good, I pray for a head to protect ya\n  And I gotta walk the streets with the heat as my protection\n  Still gotta watch my back, still watch my front home\n  Cause I seen a lot of niggas die with they gun on\n  So with that in mind, I just get higher\n  And pray to the higher Messiah, I'm no liar\n  And they say that puffing the fire fucks with your memory\n  But I got a lot of stuff that I don't wan' remember see\n  Like when my homie ivin died\n  I like how I never seen a man cry 'til I seen Lance died\n  Never seen my pops cry 'til I seen my Grams died\n  And I'm here to tell him that I miss my Grams too\n  And I wish I could hug her for mothers day too\n  And I feel the same way that you do\n  But we gotta still move on so she can just smile down on us\n  And I don't want the Lord to ever frown down on us\n  I know that they really got power in a gun\n  But I also know that they got power in a tongue\n  So every time I speak, look I try to speak life\n  Y'all tweaking for broads, I tweak life\n  They said I was s'posed to die as a fetus\n  My momma said I bind that Devil in the name of Jesus\n  So now I'm here just to talk to y'all\n  Come and stroll with me homie, let me walk wit' y'all\n  Ten million ways to die so I chose\n  To get my life right by the end of the road\n  'Fore my body in a casket and I'm stiff and froze\n  'Fore I'm laying in a morgue with a tag on my toes\n  I'm here to tell you take heed to the warnings\n  School shootings, hurricanes, and global warming\n  Open ya Bibles up with no hesitation\n  BC was the Genesis, this is Revelations\n  So you better pick your destination\n  Tomorrow ain't promised, better pick your destination\n  Rest in peace B Spencer, rest in peace?\n  Shit could be worse so I'm feeling like Weezy\n  I wake up in the morning, take a piss, and wash my hands\n  Take a knee and thank the Man and leave my life in God's hands, yea!\n\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We made it to a new day\n  Pop a bottle and celebrate\n  We done made it to a new day\n  Oh I take a hit and just elevate\n  Cause today will be a good day\n  I got my mind right money right, ready for war\n  Workin' hard today for a better tomorrow\n"}]