Alright chords by B. Dolan
Intro 1
G
Em
G
Gm
G
Verse 1
G
I'm only
Gm
G
33 but my mind is older
Gm
I've been around the globe
with a crew of grown ups
G
My team guillotine,
Em
what the fuck did they show us?
I feel bad for whoever go after
G
Gm
We show up like a bruise in the morning
Pass the bath salts,
F
bring the air horns in
Em
G
Em
Nah, nah, that's not funny
I was on a hard road, travel out of hungry
Gm
Rap without a barcode, get the
bloody money
G
You was in my classroom
fucking up dummy
Get 'em hella hype, Vanilla Ice,
Em
I bet they might
Crown you the new couple
of years ago
Gm
Strange fame remain,
the lame still fear the flow
Put it down and pick it up like a addict
G
Who's that scratching at
Em
scabs in the attic?
Fuck your swag if you never
got your ass kicked
G
Gm
We in the mix to fix that,
what's happening?
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Verse 2
Gm
G
I'm not saying that I feel good
Em
but I feel alright
Gm
I'm not saying that I feel
good but I feel alright
G
I'm not saying that I feel
good but I feel al-
Em
Saying that I feel good but I feel al-
G
Gm
Saying that I feel good but
G
I feel alright
Em
Verse 3
Em
G
What's the B stand for?
Bad motherfucker
Man from the broadcast
built for this comfort
As for the bullshit,
Em
I can't hear none of it
Doctor told me it was bad for my stomach
Gm
G
Gm
Also, fuck it if you can't take a joke
Full of bad energy, I'm a dead poet
Em
Your freestyle parlor trick,
F
Em
pretty boy politics
Carpet bagging style,
biting bleeding leader signing shit
G
Gm
It's no love in the city of Providence
Arms folded up and their
heads nod stiffly
Em
They are not feeling you,
you are not killing me
Stole a good idea but lack the abilities
G
Gm
God forbid I bring the heavy artillery
Thrive from kids that get
G
buried in their misery
Em
Bomb the bridge and teach
a lesson to the industry
Not the shit,
you just a filler that's in between
Gm
I might clip your wings, little parrot
Might sing some things
Abm
that bring sadness
Em
Matter fact, I might be your parent
My caliber's well- established
G
Gm
Cause your A side ain't half my B side
G
Do not Facetime request,
you don't see mine
Em
Till I say so, need I remind?
Your whole city is still my
beehive
G
Verse 4
Gm
G
Em
I'm not saying that I feel good
but I feel alright
Gm
I'm not saying that I feel
good but I feel alright
G
Em
I'm not saying that I feel
good but I feel al-
Saying that I feel good but I feel al-
G
Saying that I feel good but I feel
Em
alright
G
Em
Verse 5
G
Fashion fades, style is eternal
I'm back cause time's a flat circle
Em
So put the needle to the platter,
we serve you
And black out and
spaz and smash furniture
You in the whip, then snap the turn signal
Drop up on the curb and park in
Abm
the store window
Em
I'm kidding though,
don't piss your life away
Turn up the gas,
put the metal in the microwave
Radiate, let's make it to
a brighter day
Because the bucket brigade is not coming
So let it burn cause you can't
save nothing
I'ma name names and pray
they say something
I'ma use breaks in the beats
Snitch ass websites hating on thieves
B
But it's okay cause I ain't even
Em
got my name on the deed
Tell wifey if she leaves
she can take the keys
I told the label if it come
they can blame it on me
Attach my death but that's
a bad investment
I sank all my winnings into
building the next shit
How I keep moving on the path I step in
See it as a privilege and
a duty to wreck shit
Lethal rhetoric for my people's benefit
To be preeminent,
I'm a seasoned veteran
May feel degenerate but
I keep a regiment
For the increased betterment of my
speech development
Verse 6
G
Em
G
I'm not saying that I feel good
Em
but I feel alright
Gm
I'm not saying that I feel
G
good but I feel alright
Abm
I'm not saying that I feel
Em
good but I feel al-
Saying that I feel good but I feel al-
G
Gm
G
Saying that I feel good but I feel alright
Gm
G
Em
G
Interlude 1
B
Em
B
Em
Verse 7
Em
When everywhere is war,
what are you prepared for?
Stockpiling ammunition
for police standoff
I learned to breathe underwater
with your organs on the outside
Fitted up, jittery from the downtime
I don't wanna do it all on my own
And I don't wanna die
looking at my phone
I'm on six kind of pills for five different ills
And I got a right field but
I ain't got drones
What I'm trained to do
is use microphones
What they say to do is hide
away at home
Who I wanted to be was an American poet
Get props in a cypher and
record the moment
Then my whole city got buried and broken
So I sat right down in
the rubble and wrote this
The field is dry, the wind is high
Fix your lips and let sparks fly
I'm not saying that I feel
good but it's fine
Got a beaten up copy of
Catcher in the Rye
Keep it nearby if you ever doubt that
And if the world burns I provide
the soundtrack
Throw me to the wolves
and I'll come back
Leader of the pack
Verse 8
Em
Not saying that I feel good
Not saying that I feel good
Not saying that I feel good
but I feel alright
I feel alright
Alright
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