Lyrics It's Alright - Memphis Bleek, Jay-Z

It's Alright

Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It’s alright, you heard?
It’s alright, Holla back
You can ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It’s alright, you heard?
It’s alright, yeah yeah
Beitch.
I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice
So we can make our points twice and skate out of town
I need that glow in my ice, E-Class
Ladies screamin' Jigga you know we needs that, flowin' out like Jees-ass
They ain’t seein' me holdin' the mic
So when you like you find MC’s so impolite
And me I’m so into nice, got cats on the corner like
Don’t me and Jigga be flowin' alike?
Nah, not in your life ain’t nobody poppin' like
Mr. Jay-Z, shit you’re crazy
I’m hot like the six, navy, deep dish with the gray seats
I flow greater than your navigator
I drop through your town, block the date up
Pimps all comin' through with a hot pair of gators
And a crew with, rocks their the size of craters
Can’t be touched like hot potatoes, ya heard?
Now we can bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It’s alright, you heard?
It’s alright, holla back
You can ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It’s alright (YEAH), you heard?
It’s alright, holla back
In the middle of a war rockin' a vest
Who’s the illest shorty alive (who?), I confess
I take lye to the chest and I swear to the heaven skies, I bless
The mics until the day I rest, to make you feel what I feel
I’ma try my best, and if you real like I real
You can provide the rest
Everything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heart
I’m playing my part, stressed out, just about the best out
Any nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with their chest out
Any rapper with less clout, sell more records than me
We extort 'em as soon as they record 'em, Bleek
I made this clear, back when shorty used to braid my hair
On the project stairs, once I drop to a caesar ma I don’t need ya
From the block to the hot two-seaters, ya heard?
Geah, now we can
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It’s alright, you heard?
It’s alright, holla back
You can ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It’s alright (YEAH), you heard?
It’s alright
Check, on the jew-els I blew more money than Latrell, who else?
They don’t know you, think they know you too well
You jel like Flubber
I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set
Press you’re brakes, Feds wanna investigate
Mr. I don’t cop nothing less than eight
And anything involved with my name, regardless of the fame
It’s hard, I can’t even walk through Harlem again
Charge it to the game, I’m platinum like American Express
My boy died, and all I did was inherit his stress
To make every jam tougher, you ain’t my man fuck ya
I should just let you live, right?
Negative, I swear
It’s dough or die, I hope your soul provides you with an afterlife
Close your casket tight, take your last two deep breaths
And pass the mic, to Jay-Z nigga, that’s right!
Now we can bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It’s alright, you heard?
It’s alright, holla back
We can ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It’s alright, you heard?
It’s alright, holla back
We can bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
It’s alright, you heard?
It’s alright
We can ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
It’s alright, you heard me?
It’s alright, then holla back