Kris Kross

Kris Kross - Alright lyrics

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somethin' real smooth
 you can just ride to
 tell me how you feel
 here we go...
 The day seems nice and bright and everything feels alright
 Went to school without a fool tryin' to pick a fight
 I was loced out Kris Kross shirts and khakis
 Lookin' and feelin' like nothin' but a Mac
 See  the bell rang and I got my dash
 Fellin' good cause it was the last day of school and I passed
 No moms trippin' so me and my mom went dippin'
 To celebrate the fact that I wasn't slippin'
 The downtown scene was packed
 People screamin' from they ride to my ride and to the Mac
 I says "What I am is what I am is who I be"
 And yall should have seen how they was tryin' to get to me
 Cool, cause dissin' and no pay
 They're the reason why we are who we are to this very day
 And all that love keeps me and Chris tight
 Long as we give some love back everything's alright.

 Now everything feels alright when I'm rollin' through my hood
 And I see the one that used to do the dirt then turned good
 Little kids try to be like me with the braids, the shades, some pants,
 and some Nikes, G
 And yet more letters, and the letters sayin'
 "I'm your number one fan could you write me back man?"
 I try to pass 'em my autograph
 I try to do as many as I can
 Now it feels good when I'm rollin' through my hood
 Ain't nobody dissin' and a nigga thinks he's too good
 Cause I'm down like four flat tires
 Just a little nappy headed kid from the proj.
 Showin' I can do right and not do wrong
 Rappers and the Beejees comin' up strong
 And we ain't got no love for the side
 We only love those who love us back

 Now people seem to think what I do is a blast
 Cause I'm always on the road and I'm makin' some cash
 But they don't know
 Really know
 The pressure it is for some kids tryin to make it in this here biz
 Early mornin' interviews then we step to school
 Step from school
 Back to interviews then it's on to other dues
 So, warm it up Chris
 I said "Ya warm it up Chris"
 That's what I was born to do
 Now throw your hands in the air and wave from side-to-side
 If the feelin' thatcha feelin' is the feelin' of pride
 See, I ain't come out wack I come out right
 Unlike those 'mose who tried to pass the mike
 It's the Daddy Mac
 Big thing
 Everything is real but you wanna dis cause a nigga sold a couple mill.
 Look here, ya can't say nothin' if ya last in a line
 So when you dis it just lets me know I'm on your mind
 And it's alright
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Author: Jermaine Dupri

Composer: Jermaine Dupri

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc


Released in: 1993

Language: English

Appearing on: Da Bomb (1993)

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