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letra de it's alright - jahpan

yeah
today, life’s like a garden. dig it?
stickin’ wit it
it’s love
it’s life
yeah, it’s the kid
i’m doing alright. right?

[verse 1]
now, now
who said you couldn’t be cool? you couldn’t be free?
now who said you couldn’t be you? (it could’ve been me)
now who knocked ’em off the top (who?) who fed ’em at first?
it’s just a piece of my heart and what i’ve been through on earth
and i can’t forget the places that i’ve been at, pa (nah)
i burn a few sweets so we can mind act
and yes, i got my missions. i plan to go far
cause it’s what i said at the time when i spoke to him start
and every day, every night i was clutchin’ a thought
them days, i felt stress. could give a f-ck what they thought
i was slowly learning to control my emotions
rollercoastin’ thoughts, ideas are now approaching
and i’m not that sp-ce time. more down to earth
and some wearing the scents of what my love represents
hate for my p-ssion, my peace for war
my cloudy sunshine, these n-gg-s want some more?
i spit the hot sh-t man and get the double jelly
you nervous punk, i eat crumbs in the beast’s belly
and keep it high, skip pop, we must move
and through the wild, ha, for the show, we crush groove
cuz it’s

[hook]
(all) it’s alright, ya’ll
and to my people all over the globe to let you know that it’s
(all)
and to my mello t-y bless it up in the sky, i know it’s
(all)
and to my fam, i wouldn’t be the man i am today, they know it’s
(all)

what if i lose the gift to say what i gotta say
what if i

[verse 2]
lose the p-ssion? (nah) no more rapping? (nah)
more callin’ my n-gg-s, tell ’em what’s happenin’? (what’s happenin’, n-gg-?)
no more shows, blunts, booze, or groupies?
no more promoters snakin’ my crew for luchi?
aye, i want a mansion, a wife, and a yacht
but first i gotta see jah to plan out the plot
and i know things is rough, and it seems like it seems like its cold
but it’s warm thoughts that occupy the seams in your soul (come on)
never keep your lens off of the focus
you could still be broke. don’t depend on the dopest
watch the closet that surround you and
spot them posers before they ground you and
i could never give up or give into ya’ll ways
a yo, my time’s coming soon. i’m at the end of my days
i’m writing rhymes for myself and my n-gg-s wanna listen
i got sunshine. check it out. i’m on a mission and nuh
not a small time thing
pay attention. learn the game with the more i bring
and one day, baby pa, we’ll be at the top
for now, let’s keep writin’. every thing is all right, mane

what if i

- jahpan

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