Alright - triple j Like A Version

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[Intro: Kwame] Alls my life, I has to fight Alls my life, I... Hard times like, "Yah!" Bad trips like, "Yah!" Nazareth If I'm fucked up, homie, you fucked up But if God got us, then we gon' be al- [Chorus: Kwame] We gon' be alright Uh, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be al- We gon' be alright Uh, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be al- [Verse 1: Kwame] Uh, and when I wake up I recognise 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', well, 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, my karma coming heavy No preliminary hearings on my record I'm motherfucking gangster, 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 [Pre-Chorus: Kwame] Wouldn't you know We been hurt, been down before When our pride was low They were lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" Oh, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho' I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be al- [Chorus: Kwame] We gon' be alright Now we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be al- We gon' be alright Uh, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright [Verse 2: Kwame] Yeah 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, woof 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, the candy, paint it on the Regal Digging in my pocket, no 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 till I'm right with God [Pre-Chorus: Kwame] We been hurt, been down before When our pride was low They were lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" Oh, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street fo sho' Oh, I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be [Chorus: Kwame] We gon' be alright Uh, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be al- We gon' be alright Uh, now we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright [Outro: Female Vocalist, Female Vocalist & Kwame] I keep my head up high I cross my heart, I hope to die Lovin' me is complicated Too afraid of a lot of changes I'm alright, and you're a favourite Dark nights in my prayers