Song lyrics It's alright by Jay Z

[Jay-Z:]
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
Itīs Alright, you heard?, Itīs Alright, Holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
Itīs Alright, you heard? Itīs Alright, yeah yeah

I need a ho in my life to blow on my dice
So we can make our points twice and skate out a town
I need that glow in my ice, E-Class
Ladies screamin Jigga you know we ease that, flowin out like Jees-ass
Jay-Z and me holdin the mic
so when you like you find MCīs so impolite
And me Iīm so into nice, got cats on the corner like
Donīt me and Jigga be flowin alike?
Nah, Not in your life ainīt nobody copin like
Mr. Jay-Z, shit youīre crazy
Iīm hot like the six maybe, Deep dish with the great seats
I flow greater than youīre navigator
I drop in youīre town, block youīre data
Pimps all comin through with a hot pair of gators
And a crew with rocks the size of craters
Canīt touch like hot potatoes, Ya Heard?

Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
Itīs Alright, you heard?, Itīs Alright, Holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
Itīs Alright, you heard? Itīs Alright, Holla back

[Memphis Bleek:]
In the middle of a war rockin a vest
Whoīs the illest shorty alive, I confess
I take nine to the chest and I swear to the heaven skyīs, I bless
The mics until the day I rest, till they can feel what I feel
Iīma try my best, and if you real like I real
you can provide the rest
Anything left out, you can blame it on the brain, not the heart
Iīm playing my part, stretched out, just about the best out
Any nigga realer than me, is in a messhall with their chest out
Any rapper with less clout, sell more records than me
We extort them as soon as they record īem, Bleek
My name is clear, back when a shorty used to braid my hair
On the project stairs, Once I drop to a ceaser Ma I donīt need ya
From the block to the hot two-seaters

[Jay-Z:]
Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
Itīs Alright, you heard?, Itīs Alright, Holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
Itīs Alright, you heard? Itīs Alright, Check

On the two Jew-elīs I blew more money than Latrell, who else?
They donīt know you, think they know you too well, you jell
Like Flubber I hover above the city in a private jet, the livest set
Press youīre brakes, Feds wanna investigate, Mr. I donīt cop nothin
Less than eight, and anything involved with my name
Regardless of the fame
Itīs hard, I canīt even walk through Harlem again,
Charge it to the game, Iīm platinum like American Express
My boy died, and all I did was inherit his stress
To make every jam tougher, you ainīt my man fuck ya
I suggest let you live right? Negative, I swear
Itīs dough or die, I hope your soul provides you with an afterlife
Close youīre casket tight
Take youīre last two deep breaths and pass the mic
To Jay-Z nigga, Thatīs Right!!

Bounce if you wanna bounce, ball if you wanna ball
Play if you wanna play, floss if you wanna floss
Itīs Alright, you heard?, Itīs Alright, Holla back
Get ill if you wanna ill, smoke if you wanna smoke
Kill if you wanna kill, loc if you wanna loc
Itīs Alright, you heard? Itīs Alright