Be Alright Lyrics
(Man speaking)
What's in my backpack?
Right now in my backpack is a laptop,
Four records, one of them is Peter Piper
12 inch, three Sorato records, two needles,
Headphones, and four condoms.
(Female speaking)
My iPod, my wallet, my lipstick...
(Another female speaking)
One phone, the wristbands for the party,
Um, that's it
Break it down!
Big never had one but Kanye did,
But he misplaced his soon as he got rich.
Puff had one way before he 'came Diddy,
Used to see him all the time out in New York City.
Houston rocked his live when Arsenial,
Buckshot was the first one to put his in the video.
MC Search dropped the flow with his on his back
On the last episode of "Yo, MTV Raps!".
I'm on topic,
I rocked it when it wasn't that cool.
I'm goin home,
But it looked like I was goin to school.
And as far as accessories,
They second to none.
Every DJ in the world had his records in one.
When you in the club with one,
You might get stares.
Can tell a lot about a person by what's in theirs.
All kinds of lines, all kinds designs,
Nice shoes in yours,
But my dreams are in mine.
See the music I make has a certain sound,
It's not Pop so they like to call it Underground.
You can't separate music.
It's good or it's not,
Cause if Mariah was on this shit,
This shit would be Pop.
Now under me is beneath like can't get over.
When you think of Underground,
You probably think it's lower.
But ain't nothing low about this,
My dreams is high.
I believe that if you reach,
You can touch the sky.
So, get on your grind,
Let your mind get absorbed.
But your time into it,
And you can probably do it.
And they say that all I make is backpack music.
Well I say, hey, all they make is wack crap music.
New era and I'm about to school ya,
Yeah I got a backpack,
But don't let that fool ya.
Cause this one here been to all kinds of places.
I've been there, Skillz,
So I'm destined for greatness.
Yall do what you do,
Imma stay on my grind.
I ain't sure what's in yours,
But my dreams are in mine.
And the game ain't changed so recognize the signs.
I ain't sure what's in yours,
But my dreams are in mine.
Yall do what you do,
Imma stay on my grind.
I ain't sure what's in yours,
But my dreams are in mine.
Matter of fact,
Dre, run that back...
Welcome to the Million Dollar Backpack.
