Karaoké Alright Kendrick Lamar

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

Uh, 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 lookin' at me for the pay cut

But homicide be looking at you from the face down

What MAC-eleven 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 mama I love her but this what I like

Lord knows, twenty of 'em in my Chevy

Tell 'em all to come and get me reapin' everything I sow

So my karma come in heaven 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 for sure 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

Uh, 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 when it's illegal

I don't think about it

I deposit every other zero

Thinkin' of my partner put the candy paint it on the regal

Diggin' in my pocket ain't a profit big enough to feed you

Everyday 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, everyday I see cool

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

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 for sure 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

Uh, 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