Alright

Lyrics

Just kick a little somethin' for them cars that be bumpin'
 Somethin' real smooth, hahaha
 You can just ride to
 Tell me how you feel
 Here we go...
 Hold tight, hold tight, say we haffi hold tight...
 Hold tight, hold tight, say we haffi hold tight...
 Tell them Mista Cat, and him haffi hold tight
 Tell them Kriss Kross, everyting is alright
 Come in the place and you feeling right
 They come in the place and you hold your girl tight
 Tell them Mista Cat, him a DJ tonight
 Say hold tight, tight and everyting is alright
 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 "I am what I am, that's 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
 Hold tight, hold tight, tell 'em haffi hold tight...
 Hold tight, hold tight, tell 'em haffi hold tight...
 Tell them Mista Cat, and him haffi hold tight
 Tell them Kriss Kross, everyting is alright
 Come in the place and you feeling right
 They come in the place and you hold your girl tight
 Tell them Mista Cat, him a DJ tonight
 Say hold tight, tight and everyting is 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 nothin' mo' better then a letter sayin'
 "I'm your number one fan could you write me back man?" Yesssss!
 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
 Representin BG's and comin' up strong, and...
 (We ain't got no love for the side)
 We only love those who love us back, right?
 Hold tight, hold tight, tell 'em haffi hold tight...
 Hold tight, hold tight, tell 'em haffi hold tight...
 Tell them Mista Cat, and him haffi hold tight
 Tell them Kriss Kross, everyting is alright
 Come in the place and you feeling right
 They come in the place and you hold your girl tight
 Tell them Mista Cat, him a DJ tonight
 Say hold tight, tight and everyting is alright
 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 d'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 came out right
 Unlike those moles who tried to "Pass Da Mic"
 It's the Daddy Mac (Big baby!)
 Everything is real but you wanna diss cause a nigga sold a couple mill
 (Look here...) Ya can't say nothin' if ya last in a line
 So when you diss it just lets me
 Know I'm on your mind, and it's alright
 Hold tight, hold tight, every posse hold tight
 Hold tight, hold tight, every posse hold tight
 It no matter if you're black, it no matter if you're white
 Just come in de house make we all unite
 Tell dem Kriss Kross and dem a drop on de
 Mic and make we dance until the morning light
 Tell dem Kriss Kross a de people's
 Choice we haffi dance until de day light
 Your girl inna de place and your hold
 Her tight and dance to the people's choice
 Tell dem Kriss Kross dem a tear down de
 Mic, dance hard cause the vibes is right
 Tell Mista Cat pon de mic Ah ha ha ha
 It don't stop, it don't stop...
 Check it out!
 It don't stop, it don't stop...
 Check it out!
 It don't stop, it don't stop...
 Check it out!
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:03
Key
10
Tempo
97 BPM

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