Kendrick Lamar - Alright lyrics

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