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Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
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Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Бэк-вокал
Candace Wakefield
Candace Wakefield
Бэк-вокал
Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin
Саксофон-альт
Thundercat
Thundercat
Бэк-вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Mark Spears
Mark Spears
Автор песен
Kawan Prather
Kawan Prather
Автор песен
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Автор песен
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Продюсер
Sounwave
Sounwave
Дополнительный продюсер
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Ассистент инженера
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Миксинг-инженер
Hart Gunther
Hart Gunther
Ассистент инженера
James Hunt
James Hunt
Инженер звукозаписи
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
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Mike Larson
Mike Larson
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Слова

All's my life, I has to fight, - All's my life, I Hard times like, ya Bad trips like, ya Nazareth I'm f- up, homie, you f- up But if God got us, then we gon' be alright -, we gon' be alright -, we gon' be alright We gon' be alright Do you hear me? Do you feel me? We gon' be alright (be alright) -, we gon' be alright Huh? 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 looking at me for the pay cut But homicide be looking at you from the face down What MAC-11 even boom with the bass down? Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my life Painkillers only put me in the twilight Where pretty - Benjamin is the highlight Now tell my mamma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knows 20 of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get me Reaping everything I sow, so my karma coming heavy No preliminary hearings on my record I'm a - 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 -, when our pride was low Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" -, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street for sure -, I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be alright -, we gon' be alright -, we gon' be alright (nigga) 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 What you want? You, a house? You, a car? 40 acres and a mule? A piano? A guitar? Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dog Motherf-, 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 other zero Thinking of my partner, put the candy, paint it on the Regal Digging in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed you Every day 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, every day I sequel 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 'til I'm right with God Wouldn't you know We been hurt, been down before -, when our pride was low Lookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?" -, and we hate po-po Wanna kill us dead in the street for sure -, I'm at the preacher's door My knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blow But we gon' be alright -, 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 I keep my head up high I cross my heart and hope to die Lovin' me is complicated Too afraid, a lot of changes I'm alright, and you're a favorite Dark nights in my prayers I remember 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 a hotel room I didn't wanna self-destruct The evils of Lucy was all around me So I went runnin' for answers
Writer(s): Kendrick Lamar, Pharrell Williams, Mark Spears, Kawan Prather Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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