Let Em Celebrate lyrics

[Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em cele-celebrate

[Verse 1: Kerser]
I’ve made it through, I can’t believe I’ve got a style now
I can’t believe I’ve got a f*ckin’ phone that dials out
I can’t believe I’m on a plane across the country
I celebrate the fact that people dreamin’ just to touch me
See me as a teen, f*ck, live life as a cheap c*nt
I open up my eyes, I’m surprised, is this a dream? Nah
I’m lovin’ the fan love, I struggle to stand up
My sunnies on, on every drug, you motherf*ckers can touch
Growin’ up, no repeat, every meal, we reheat
Mum did her best but never seen what we see
Dirty coppers hate that I ain’t been in a cell
Livin’ life like a Saturday, I’ve been through the hell
If you knew me back then, then it’s all from the heart
If you only know me know, then we off to a start
Cigar with a wine glass, come on baby, find us
Let us f*ckin’ celebrate, trip out like my mind does

[Pre-Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
I live my life like a Saturday
I pour my drink up and celebrate
All my bad days have gone away
So let me hear my people say
[Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em cele-celebrate

[Post-Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
Let me hear them, let me hear them, let me hear them say
Let 'em cele-cele-cele-celebrate
Let me hear them, let me hear them, let me hear them say

[Interlude: Nebs]
Yeah
Yo, wait a minute
I’m…

[Verse 2: Nebs]
Feelin’ magnificent, kickin’ back, sippin’ drink
This is that different sh*t lad, listen in
I’ve got the Jim Beam, nicotine and I’m feelin’ mean
Straight celebratin’ ‘cause I made it out the prison greens
I’m on the winnin’ team, forget that sh*t I’ve seen
Now they check my beats ‘cause they’re tighter than your skinny jeans
Every day, I celebrate in every way, forget the pain
I set it straight, I’m here to win, f*ck second place
N-E-B's smiling, put my drink up in the air
You b*tches, you can whinge about the sh*t that isn’t fair
Bruz, I’m lookin’ at the finish line, their vision is impaired
And I’m gifted with these lyrics and the sh*t I spit is rare
I’m sayin' good morning, livin’ life like a Saturday
If you treat me right, I might greet you with a happy face
If you try and lie, try and stitch, that’s the faggot way
N-E-B’s the type of guy to write a rhyme, kick back and say
[Pre-Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
I live my life like a Saturday
I put my drink up and celebrate
All my bad days have gone away
So let me hear my people say

[Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em cele-celebrate

[Post-Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
Let me hear them, let me hear them, let me hear them say
Let me hear them, let 'em cele-cele-celebrate
Let me hear them, let me hear them, let me hear them say
Let me hear them, let 'em cele-cele-celebrate

[Interlude: Kerser]
Got the bottle popped
Yeah, cigar lit
Celebrate
Right

[Verse 3: Kerser]
Came a long way, never thought I would
Never thought I could but I fought, it’s good
We made it through, now we laughin’ at ‘em
Got half a gallon of the harshest Fallon
[?] that’s the only loss
Livin’ my life, I’m the only boss
Drinkin’ a [?] thinkin’ this is life
Now I look back like “sh*t this is nice”
Hundred buck notes in a hundred stack
Ideas: give that to my mum and dad
That’s my aim, yeah, I raise the bar
As I race this car to displace these stars
Sixteen, yeah, with my backpack strapped
Told them all back then that I rapped that phat
Tat, tat, tat, on the door again
When the mornin’ ends and I crawl in bed
And I thought I said I fought the best
Life had to offer when it tore my chest
Got a good girl who I love and need
And I love to see, this love’s for free
Celebrate, yeah, happy as f*ck
And I’m wrappin’ it up with an actual punch
Liquor in the mix, now I’m set to ride
From my left to right, I got extra high
Next in line so fix me up
With a mixed in bud in a sipped [?] cup
[?] when I bust this sh*t
Hatin’ on me, you can suck this di*k
Must admit, times still get tough
But I got a strong mind so I will step up
Party time with a master mind
Hook so dope that you cast a line
[Pre-Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
I live my life like a Saturday
I put my drink up and celebrate
All my bad days have gone away
So let me hear my people say

[Hook: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em cele-celebrate

[Outro: Anthony “Rats” McCarthy]
Let me hear them, let me hear them, let me hear them say
Let me hear them, let 'em cele-cele-celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em celebrate
Let ‘em celebrate, let ‘em cele-celebrate