Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Alright, artist - Kendrick Lamar.
Date of issue: 22.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Alright |
Alls my life, I has to fight, nigga |
Alls my life, I... |
Hard times like, "Yah!" |
Bad trips like, "Yah!" |
Nazareth |
I'm fucked up, homie, you fucked up |
But if God got us, then we gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
We gon' be alright |
Do you hear me, do you feel me? |
We gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Huh? |
We gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Do you hear me, do you feel me? |
We gon' be alright |
Uh, and when I wake up |
I recognize you're looking at me for the pay cut |
But homicide be looking at you from the face down |
What MAC-11 even boom with the bass down? |
Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life |
Painkillers only put me in the twilight |
Where pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlight |
Now tell my momma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows |
Twenty of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me |
Reaping everything I sow, so my karma coming heavy |
No preliminary hearings on my record |
I'm a motherfucking gangster in silence for the record, uh |
Tell the world I know it's too late |
Boys and girls, I think I've gone cray |
Drown inside my vices all day |
Won't you please believe when I say |
Wouldn't you know |
We been hurt, been down before |
Nigga, when our pride was low |
Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" |
Nigga, and we hate po-po |
Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho' |
Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door |
My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow |
But we gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
We gon' be alright |
Do you hear me, do you feel me? |
We gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Huh? |
We gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Do you hear me, do you feel me? |
We gon' be alright |
What you want you, a house? |
You, a car? |
Forty acres and a mule? |
A piano, a guitar? |
Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog |
Motherfucker, you can live at the mall |
I can see the evil, I can tell it, I know it's illegal |
I don't think about it, I deposit every other zero |
Thinking of my partner, put the candy, paint it on the Regal |
Digging in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed you |
Every day my logic get another dollar just to keep you |
In the presence of your chico... Ah! |
I don't talk about it, be about it, every day I sequel |
If I got it then you know you got it, Heaven, I can reach you |
Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, Pat Dawg, my dog, that's all |
Bick back and Chad, I trap the bag for y'all |
I rap, I black on track so rest assured |
My rights, my wrongs; |
I write 'til I'm right with God |
Wouldn't you know |
We been hurt, been down before |
Nigga, when our pride was low |
Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" |
Nigga, and we hate po-po |
Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho' |
Nigga, I'm at the preacher's door |
My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow |
But we gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
We gon' be alright |
Do you hear me, do you feel me? |
We gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Huh? |
We gon' be alright |
Nigga, we gon' be alright |
Do you hear me, do you feel me? |
We gon' be alright |
I keep my head up high |
I cross my heart and hope to die |
Lovin' me is complicated |
Too afraid of a lot of changes |
I'm alright, and you're a favorite |
Dark nights in my prayers |
I remembered you was conflicted |
Misusing your influence, sometimes I did the same |
Abusing my power, full of resentment |
Resentment that turned into a deep depression |
Found myself screamin' in the hotel room |
I didn't wanna self-destruct |
The evils of Lucy was all around me |
So I went runnin' for answers |