Everything's Gonna Be Alright

Smooth it out This is a story about the drifter Who waited through the worst for the best in crosstown Who never planned on havin' so dick Why me, huh? Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (alright) Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Some get a little and some get none Some catch a bad one and some leave the job half done I was one who never had and always mad Never knew my dad, mother fuck the fag Where anyway I didn't pick up, flipped the clip up Too many stick-ups, 'cause niggas had the trigger hic-ups I couldn't get a job, nappy hair was not allowed My mother couldn't afford us, she had to throw me out I walked the strip, with this here clip, who wanna hit? I had to eat, this money's good as spent I'm doin' braids, I wasn't paid enough I kept 'em long 'cause I couldn't afford a haircut I got laughed at, I got chumped, I got dissed I got upset, I got a tec and a banana clip Was down to throw the led to any tellin' crackhead I'm still livin' broke, so a lot of good it would've did Or done, if not for bad luck, I would have none Why did I have to live a life of such a bad one Why when I was a kid and played I was a sad one And always wanted to live like this or that one Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (alright) Everything's gonna be alright (alright) A ghetto bastard, born next to the projects Livin' in the slums with bums, I said now why treach Why do I have to be like this? momma said I'm priceless So I am all worthless, starved, that's just what being nice gets Sometimes I wish I could afford a pistol then, though To stop the hell, I would've ended things a while ago I ain't have jack but a black hat and knapsack Four squad stolen in cars in a blackjack Drop that, and now you want me to rap and give? Say somethin' positive? well positive ain't where I lived I lived right around a corner from west hell Two blocks from south shit, it was in a jail cell The sun never shone on my side of the street, see And only once or twice a week I would speak I walked alone, my state of mind was usually home I couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids for cause of chrome Some life, if you ain't wear gold your style was old And you got more juice than dope for every bottle sold Hell no, I say there's gotta be a better way But hey, never gamble in that game that you can't play I'm slowin' and flowin' and goin' in on and knowin' not now How will I do it, how will I make it? I won't, that's how Why me, huh? Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Everything's gonna be alright (alright) Everything's gonna be alright now (alright) Everything's gonna be alright (alright) My third year into adulthood, and still a knucklehead I'm better off dead, huh, that's what my neighbor said I don't do jack but fightin', lightin' up the streets at night Playin' hide and seek with a machete seeking freddy's wife Some say I'm rollin' on, nothin' but a dog now I answer that with a tech, who wanna bow-wow? 'cause I done been through more shit within the last week Than a fly flowin' in doo-doo on the concrete I been a deadbeat, dead to the world and dead wrong Since I was born that's my life, oh you don't know this song? So don't say jack, and please don't say you understand All that man to man talk can just walk down If you ain't live you couldn't feel it, so kill it, skillet And all that talk about it won't help it out, now will it? And ill town fell like I stuck-up props, got shot Don't worry, I hit by a, flurry, and his punk-ass dropped But I'm the one who has been labeled as an outcast In teacher's schools, I'm the misfit child and outlast But that's cool with the bull, smack 'em backwards That's what you get for fuckin' with a ghetto bastard If you ain't ever been to the ghetto Don't ever come to the ghetto 'cause you ain't understand the ghetto And stay the fuck out of the ghetto Why me? (alright)