Lyrics:
otherwise, it wouldn't have worked nearly as well
You are my kryptonite
Yeah, you're my kryptonite
You're the one who taught me how to fall
You are my
And the honest truth is drowned out by
All the voices singing:
"The kids these days
Are doing alright despite
The shit you try to put us through
Yeah the kids
face, man he fresh, yeah go DJ
My life ain't the best, but feel the best so we gone be ok
I'll be alright, alright, alright, alright
Uh huh
Alright
Years Eve in New York City
You know what I mean
It's like lovers in Paris, Sunset Strip in L.A.
Doesn't matter where you are
Well it's alright
[ Kid ]
Alright, we want to thank y'all for comin down here
Listening to what we had to say
Before we go, we'd like to take a few questions
Eh -
for the father that's there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids who don't wanna be there
None for the niggas trying to hold
of an asshole?
It feels so wrong 'cause it feels so right
But it's alright, it's okay with me
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with
a better life
but we all find a gradual decline.
[Verse: Killvein]
And the kids are not alright.
Please don't leave me here tonight.
There's a blood moon in
reverse time and it would never end
As time goes by it goes a little bit faster
I'm sorry for the kids who've been deprived of laughter
You are worth so
for the father that's there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids who don't wanna be there
None for the niggas trying to hold
ball spinning on
Like it does
Hey the kids are still alright
Still chasin' midnight
Still running out of time
Hey the kids are still alright
Still got
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
You better think of the consequence (Who are you?)
I'm your motherfuckin' conscience
That's nonsense
Go in, gaffle the money, and run to one of your
You better think of the consequence (Who are you?)
I'm your motherfuckin' conscience
That's nonsense
Go in, gaffle the money, and run to one of your
that everything will be alright
I just want my kids to cope and understand that it's a phase
I just want my kids to open up and know that it's okay
Why
a redneck
Drive by Ernie's for some barbecue
Showin' off your brand new boots
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright to be a redneck
The kids
beside Meek's personal stylist, Sade
Who tells me
That Meek rarely wears the same shoes twice
Anymore especially his Timberlands, she says
Which are "one
She's just a girl who claims
That I am the one
But the kid is not my son, hoo!
She says I am the one (Oh, baby)
But the kid is not my son
(Hee hee hee, no
Who we are is not defined by how
Hard we fall, but rather if we get up
And when we get up
We gon finally find the light and fly away
your eyes and
If I come by and put my finger in your butt
You're the one
Tom: I think that Satan has
A couple of comments tom
Satan: Well kids, it's
a redneck
Drive by Ernie's for some barbecue
Showin' off your brand new boots
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright to be a redneck
The kids
I'd do it all again
I think you're my best friend
Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright
I'll be yours
When it rains it pours
Men who know what it means to be looked up to by a griny faced kid
Men who want to sign autograph books and not deal under the table
Men who are
I'd do it all again
I think you're my best friend
Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright
I'll be yours
When it rains it pours
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