Scott Storch - Alright lyrics

Who Alright Who Uh Alright Who I see uhh, y'all don't understand huh Alright But, let me see if I can uhh (who) Make it a lil mo clearer for y'all Can't walk on water or jump over buildings or nothing But I was the first to get ya hurt and get the f** out rapper So pay attention to what I put on the chalkboard I'm the start of the concrete The lyrical lawnmower You can say this the house I built Off'a sh** b**h f** dat Non filt ba'dat-tat-tat Boom boom boom Your Louisiana number one Zorro of the two boom Get caught Roll thru Hold back Come short Go gold Fall off f** dat I told ya I was coming back harder and I meant that sh** Yea I mad a couple million dollars last year But I spent that b**h Like martin Luther king ya'll project jealous And ya want me k**ed Like the white man from town Got me on the scope But I won't stand still Cause I put the haaa-o in da hot sauce And the jaguar with the top off See I started it CHORUS Who, who, who, who, who, who MYSTIKAL! Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright See I started it Who, who, who, who, who, who BIG TRUCK! Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright JIVE RECORDS! Verse 2 And I do not like to promote violence Or diss other artists or nothin' But I'm faithful to gumbo And it's k**ed to be k**ed The game Jack knife Cutthroat Let it rip Don't hold back sh** n***a say what ya feel, Fa eva It's graphic and explicit But I be rappin' up in dis b**h That's how I do it when I kick it And who-eva it is that complain Only reason you got somethin' to say if I'm late Cause I'm the only reason you came This is for the grown folks And if you don't like what I'm doin' You can s** my daddy long stroke Been crunk Been trunk tight Those was the school days Gamma Phi Kappa Si If ya stumble They don't see ya n***a Play it off But if they disrespect you Front ya Take they head off So this is what it's come to Don't give a f** n***a what n***a who CHORUS Verse 3 I thought I heard you talkin' sh** And you ain't got nothin' out So n***a f** where you come from n***a f** what you talkin' 'bout Heads rolled Less bread I'm talkin' my way Some'o b**h a** n***a with somethin' to say I' on think ya'll know how serious I be And how real I be getting' when I be up in here kickin' dis sh** I guess I'mma have to show you Take a picture No sympathy See my face and remember me CHORUS