Well Alright Songtext
von Hard Target

Yeah, I′m back
Yo, it's a beautiful feeling when you can wake up
In the morning and not give a fuck what anyone thinks

And they can say whatever, they ain′t about shit
I see they lips moving, that's about it
They see me coming in, they're running out quick
I get your mouth fixed and rearrange your outfit

Hop in a whip, and I light up a bag
God is a bitch, and I′m rightfully mad
Not holding my tongue when I′m right in the track
My eyelids are closed, and I'm high as a bat

And I can′t see shit, so I just zoom through 'em
They say they sick as fuck, well, I′m immune to 'em
He got a bad cough, he better back off
I′m Jim Nugget, I'm bugging, I got a hack saw

Rapping and laughing my ass off
Snatching and grabbing the last straw
You 'cause I got one, I blast off
This is my last song


You bitches wish it was, I′m here for blood and swinging shit
If you have the time to write it down, I′d like to think you mean the shit
I'm on some see me shit, so come and see me, bitch
I see him hating on me, the right don′t need to try

Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
I see I'm looking at me, every last one of them, hey
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay

Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
I see I′m looking at me, every last one of them, hey
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay (you still wanna fuck with me, right?)
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay (so it's basically like, I gotta tell him like)

Now, fuck that shit, I had enough, grab that bitch, let′s bag him up
Haters keep on adding up, do the math, subtract that cut
They ain't getting that enough, shit ain't felt, let′s rack him up
Rappers lack the stamina, they′re acting for the camera

Class them with their amateurs, blink your eyes, I'm coming up
They′re asking what the answer is, and I think that I could sum it up
Me plus a beat equals haters, where the gold will reach
Wait your turn, hater, until you're supposed to speak


I got him shaking shit, now he can′t go to sleep
So grab your rosaries, and pray for something dope as me
I take a bitch to school and show him openly
I had him hating then but now they quoting me

Anytime you wanna dance, just let me grab my stepping shoes
Holy moly, going down, fucked around and let me loose
They say I'm super rude, look what I do for you
Y′all know how it's done, well, here I come

Well, alright, well, alright (yeah) well, okay, well, okay (yeah)
I see I'm looking at me, every last one of them, hey
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay

Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
I see I′m looking at me, every last one of them, hey
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay

Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
I see I′m looking at me, every last one of them, hey
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay

Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
I see I'm looking at me, every last one of them, hey
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay
Well, alright, well, alright, well, okay, well, okay

Well, alright