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Alright/R! Lyrics by Reetkat

XX [20]

2019

[Intro: R.K.R]
Yeah yeah yeah
R.K.R
ReetKaatRytinng
Litty Ritty!
Hah!
Harmonic kicked the drums right!
Huh!
We gon' be alright yeah
Tell the pessimist that we don't speak the same language
[Mixed by Realtricks]

[Verse 1: R.K.R]
Stacks I dream of; plaques I dream of how I'm gon' get my team up and the beam up while I try to find my balance (yeah!)
Told em I'm the golden child and niggas trynna know how many carats (carats!)
Cuz I'm black as the lungs of a chain-smoker I gotta work twice the standards (work!)
But in my motherland we all black as the other man but the policeman still treating a brother man like a fucking tramp
We all trapped with the carcass (carcass!) of love; we killed our purpose (purpose!)
Only the tough survive here
No one gives a fuck around here (yeah!)
In my city it's all manslaughter (yeah!)
And the kings ain't even bothered (what?!) what the kingdom's come to
But they want their kingdom come too
We pray that the Lord gon come through
Hope the karma gon come too
Cuz they done fucked us hard enough
But even through the rough I know

[Hook: R.K.R]
We gon be alright
We gon be alright... Yeah
We gon be alright
We gon be alright... Yeah yeah yeah yeah
No more pain and no more anguish
Tell the pessimist that we don't speak the same language
We gon be alright
Yeah
We gon be
Yeah we gon be alright...

[Verse 2: R.K.R]
Going through withdrawals (that's just bad!)
Wondering where I dropped them morals (man!)
Gotta ask myself if moving on is the same as moving forward (forward!)
Fuck am I saying though?
You should know that I ain't no saint bro
Most of my scars on my heart though (though!)
Nigga I could rewrite Django
Strong face and em black lips I got so police say I look like a criminal (criminal!)
All that stereotype be scenical
Shit getting too hysterical
Trynna be careful with the thoughts I touch
There's a lotta shit going on in my head
Mama complaining that I don't sleep much (what?!)
Told her I'll get enough sleep when I'm dead
Someone said that I gotta get my bread; that I gotta get my cake up
Get it right now! But someone else said, "Be patient so your win's gon be gracious; gon be legit!"
So I gotta get up quick
Yeah I gotta get on my feet
I'm too lazy
Gotta be fast and crazy
Nigga I ain't no baby
Gotta be a man though
Gotta act like the man that I am bro (yeah!)
Gotta be stressing (stressing!)
Gotta catch my blessings (blessings!)
Cuz I ain't trynna be no second yeah
But all is vain cuz we heading to one place; yeah a funeral
Yes... So...we gon be al...

[Hook: R.K.R]
We gon be alright
We gon be alright... Yeah
We gon be alright
We gon be alright... Yeah yeah yeah yeah
No more pain and no more anguish
Tell the pessimist that we don't speak the same language
We gon be alright
Yeah
We gon be
Yeah we gon be alright...

R!

Golden Child
R!
Do I gotta explain myself? Hah!
So I treat the mic like a gun now
I jump on it and it's man down
You can check the ballistics
I give you the statistics of the way I murder rappers
They claim that they be rapping; all I hear is jibber jabber
Lot of 'em chilling with Casper
They lines from ghost town
And as I flow out they all drown
That's how it goes down
And yeah I flow longer than the nile now
Hitting my own lines; homie I'm high now
Open your ears; yeah I got you on dumbo
If finessing was a crime they'll have me on death row
Hell no! I'm doing it ten fold at my get-go
Flow flexible like your knees and your elbows
I'm tired of flexing; I ain't even made sense yet
The best of all worlds; I ain't down from the fence yet
Legacy legacy
I'm heavenly heavenly
Born as a king you know; legendary pedigree
I can feel the jealousy
Tell me how you feel
Show me love and I reciprocate
Tell me what's the deal
I know you delicate and you wanna levitate
Yeah I'm on a rise and I hope you ain't surprised bout my elevation
With me it's never said and not done
Checkmate! Yeah you know I ain't no pawn
Embrace the don
You know you my sons
Corleone here, nigga run run run
Short as can be but I'm jumping over 'em traps like dunk pass
Fired my teachers; I'm in my own class
Finna school yo' ass
A nigga wilding
Killing 'em rappers by the thousand yuh!
By the thousand
Killing 'em rappers by the thousand yuh!
Credits

About “Alright/R!” by Reetkat

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