Kendrick Lamar - Alright (BET Version) lyrics

[Produced by Pharrell Williams & Sounwave] [Intro] Alls my life I has to fight, hittas Alls my life I... Hard times like, "Yeah!" Bad trips like, "Yeah!" Nazareth, I'm on one Homie you on one But if God got us Then we gon' be alright [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] We gon' be alright We gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright We gon' be alright Huh? We gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright [Verse 1] Uh, and when I wake up I recognize you're lookin' at me for the pay cut But homicide be lookin' at you from the face down What Mac-11 even boom with the ba** down Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life Paink**ers only put me in the twilight Where pretty uh, uh is the highlight Now tell my momma I love her but this what I like, Lord knows 20 of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me Everything I sow, so my karma come And heaven no preliminary hearing, so my record Tell the world I know it's too late Boys and girls, I think I gone cray Drown inside my vices all day Won't you please believe when I say? [Pre-Chorus] Wouldn't you know We been hurt, been down before Hitta, when our pride was low Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" Hitta, and we hate po-po Wanna k** us dead in the street fo' sho' Hitta, I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be alright [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] We gon' be alright We gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright We gon' be alright Huh? We gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alright [Verse 2] What you want, you a house, you a car? A piano, a guitar? Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog Look, 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 little 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 sequel If I got it then you know you got it, heaven, I can reach you Pet dog, pet dog, pet dog, my dog, that's all Pick back and chat, I trap the back for y'all I rap, I black on track so rest a**ured I right my wrongs; I write 'til I'm right with God [Pre-Chorus] + [Chorus] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Get back Look I started from the bottom, at the very bottom Mixin' Hen with similac my momma knew I had a problem I was jibbing for a bottom, putting quarter pieces in the black caprice and make it holla (Alright) No releasing me, I got the piece in me, I gotta Keep the decency and make them TNT my product I'm a C-O-M-P-T-O-innovator, energizer Inner-city bullet fly 'til that thing on auto pilot (Alright) I don't really care about the care abouts All I care about is wearing out your upper body When I catch ya, when I catch ya, walking out your parents house (Alright) Fourteen years old sound so raw making plays home boy Big K's and my big dogs Never, ever, went straight home, boy (Alright)