Z-FLO - I'm Alright ft. Marcus the Poet

Описание: "I'm Alright" by Z-FLO; remix to Pound Cake by Drake. FREE DOWNLOAD: http://goo.gl/b2XQYV

Another Music Video with this duo: https://goo.gl/VSKnb0

LYRICS:

Intro:

Yo, you know... life can make you feel like you're not gonna make it sometimes, you know?

Worst part of it is, life can be very persuasive..... yeah.

VERSE 1 (Z-FLO):

Yo
Glass breaks when I step in like Stone Cold,
On the track I eat these chickens 'til the bones cold,
I got my girl on hold,
She call me Pinocchio, 'cause when I lie on her, I get a long pole,
At my shows they know I'm ice cream cone cold,
And all of 'em screaming like I hit the wrong hole,
The NyQuil did the opposite of what the box told,
I'm super ill, got runny nose and a strong cold,
Kick back, keep a click-clack by the six pack,
Get that I spit that lit match, need a tic tac,
Sick track, got my bars together like a Kit Kat,
Get fat, bread and cheese stacked like a Big Mac,
I'm balling, to the three-pointer I lets it go,
And the only thing you dribble is your testicles,
PMS, messy flow, DJ spins like a merry-go
with bloody hands, looking around like, "Where did Mary go?"

And I be the ripper,
The fans want the new cut, so here's your pair of scissors,
I stay up in them headlines like a pair of clippers,
In the whip, keep my feet clean like a pair of slippers,
I'm not a star, I'm the Big Dipper.

CHORUS:

I write I write,
But everybody thinks my flow is alright, alright,
But everybody think my flow is alright, alright,
And everybody say my flow is alright, alright

But it's alright, alright,
'Cause everything's gonna be alright, alright,
'Cause everything's gonna be alright alright,
'Cause everything's gonna be alright, alright

VERSE 2 (Z-FLO):

Yo, I'm sharper than an arrow, flyer than a sparrow,
But still these people hate me I can read them like a tarot,
It's supposed to be a light at the end of every tunnel but still, it's not fair though, my tunnel's narrow,

Now society's got me drinking barrels and singing carols,
I'm causing a lot of peril to Carol, Vicky, and Sheryl,
They sayin' that I'm the shit but complain that I'm not sterile,
Well, pamper my past, I didn't come from an ass,

I keep getting dumped feeling like I've come from the trash,
The rat race keeps dumping my cash, Nobody's hiring so I started making records and trying to make a higher fee
Just to piss off the same hypocritics who wouldn't hire me,
Same habits, It's like a rabbit out of a hat, the same magic,
People who rub your back stab it,
We all trade time for money, shelter, and fabric,
So I'd be damned if I don't spend that time being happy,
Yo, I gotta have it

CHORUS

VERSE 3 (Marcus the Poet)

The Poet
Z-FLO, I think they fail to listen, they don't see your vision,
Preoccupied with them niggas on the television,
But I hear ya, I see ya, boy you a fucking king,
You got a style no other brother could ever bring,
Elevate the game and use it as ammunition,
Industry clowns, these cats ain't competition,
They flow ain't tight, they hook "aight",
And they tryna tell ya boy that I'm just "alright"?
To be real man, yo, rap is kinda boring me,
Need to get a book on the Art of Non-Conformity,
'Cause all these niggas sound the same, gold chains and models
Nickel pieces that give head and swallow,
They ain't really real, my niggas living a character,
Rocking gold chains like they took it back to Africa,
Claiming you a pharoah, boy I gotta laugh at ya,
Pop a clip in, I let it rip in and rattle ya,

Banana clips, you don't want the boy to battle ya,
'Cause that record company that go to bat for ya
be speaking at ya eulogy,
And if you think I'm "a-ight", nigga download "Mutiny",
It's you and me

CHORUS (2x)