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Alls my life I has to fight, niggaAlls my life I...Hard times like, "God!"Bad trips like, "Yeah!"Nazareth, I'm fucked upHomie, you fucked upBut if God got us, then we gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightWe gon' be alrightDo you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightHuh? We gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightDo you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alrightUh, and when I wake upI recognize you're looking at me for the pay cutBut homicide be looking at you from the face downWhat MAC-11 even boom with the bass down?Schemin', and let me tell you 'bout my lifePainkillers only put me in the twilightWhere pretty pussy and Benjamin is the highlightNow tell my momma I love her, but this what I like, Lord knowsTwenty of 'em in my Chevy, tell 'em all to come and get meReaping everything I sow, so my karma comin' heavyNo preliminary hearings on my recordI'm a motherfucking gangster in silence for the recordTell the world I know it's too lateBoys and girls, I think I gone crayDrown inside my vices all dayWon't you please believe when I sayWouldn't you knowWe been hurt, been down beforeNigga, when our pride was lowLookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?"Nigga, and we hate po-poWanna kill us dead in the street fo sho'Nigga, I'm at the preacher's doorMy knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blowBut we gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightWe gon' be alrightDo you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightHuh? We gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightDo you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alrightWhat you want you: a house or a car?Forty acres and a mule? A piano, a guitar?Anything, see my name is Lucy, I'm your dogMotherfucker, you can live at the mallI can see the evil, I can tell it, I know it's illegalI don't think about it, I deposit every other zeroThinking of my partner, put the candy, paint it on the RegalDigging in my pocket, ain't a profit big enough to feed youEvery day my logic get another dollar just to keep youIn the presence of your chico... Ah!I don't talk about it, be about it, every day I sequelIf I got it then you know you got it, Heaven, I can reach youPet dog, pet dog, pet dog, my dog, that's allPick back and chat, I trap the back for y'allI rap, I black on track so rest assuredMy rights, my wrongs; I write 'til I'm right with GodWouldn't you knowWe been hurt, been down beforeNigga, when our pride was lowLookin' at the world like, "Where do we go?"Nigga, and we hate po-poWanna kill us dead in the street fo sho'Nigga, I'm at the preacher's doorMy knees gettin' weak, and my gun might blowBut we gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightWe gon' be alrightDo you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightHuh? We gon' be alrightNigga, we gon' be alrightDo you hear me, do you feel me? We gon' be alrightI keep my head up highI cross my heart and hope to dieLovin' me is complicatedToo afraid, a lot of changesI'm alright, and you're a favoriteDark nights in my prayersI remembered you was conflictedMisusing your influence, sometimes I did the sameAbusing my power, full of resentmentResentment that turned into a deep depressionFound myself screamin' in the hotel roomI didn't wanna self-destructThe evils of Lucy was all around meSo I went runnin' for answers