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You Alright? Video (MV)




Performed By: Wiser Observer
Language: English
Length: 5:06
Written by: Hage Hiveluah




Wiser Observer - You Alright? Lyrics




So tell me what keeps you alive?
Tell me of your thoughts through the night
Think I need a gaf, got a light?
Oh you want to blaze? That's alright
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Look into my eyes, you alright?
Tell me no lies, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong

I've been drinking a lot more
But to be fair I've been working a lot more
With the drive of the NASCAR
Been smoking loosies way past the logo
Home is where the heart is, I guess mine's a hobo
A lot more on my mental
Than I'm used to
Family, friends and fans I have to prove to
Who choose to wait for fruits of labour before they juice you
Want to make music to drink, sing along and cruise to
I've been smoking despite of my condition
That's a line I was hesitant to mention
Physically, there's nothing wrong with me
But mentally the doctor gave me meds so the attacks I could miss them
And I haven't touched those in a while
There's still a full third I have to hit up
And my last breakdown the doctor prescribed some anti-depressants I'm yet to pick up
(But I'm okay)
Just pour a fifth of Russian Bear
And pain for the chase
Motherf*ckers couldn't relate
Motherf*ckers could never relate

So tell me what keeps you alive?
Tell me of your thoughts through the night
Think I need a gaf, got a light?
Oh you want to blaze? That's alright
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?

My best songs are less wrong
My heart's where they come from
Where was I going with this?
My sister I miss her
Such a strong girl, strong woman
Brightest smile on a human
She was having seizures while I was so far away
1.5ks all I could say was "Hey
How you doing today?"
And I'd pray
"Lord, let my little sister please be okay"
"I got you"
Thank God he probably heard my mom
'Cause her walk in faith is like a promenade
And I text my friends and family less frequent
'Cause I treat each day like work and a weekend
I'm either writing or drinking or doing both
Buying mamma a Jag is like an oath
'Cause she's come too far, she's worked too hard
For her little young boy not to be a star

What keeps you alive?
Tell me of your thoughts through the night
Think I need a gaf, got a light?
Oh you want to blaze? That's alright
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Look into my eyes, you alright?
Tell me no lies, you alright?
Let me hold your hand, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?

I've got purpose, but no conviction!
Feel like there's something missing
Something above the love and drugs and all my questions
Meeme had premonitions
Strong spiritual dream
Her son lay in the streets
Stained red covered in bleed
(My son, you alright?)
Feeling like a coward these lions devour power their teeth are never clean
The depths I've never seen
The moon I've never been
Glass houses and shebeens
I need somewhere to sleep
(Can I sleep for the night?)
Joy is on my list
On a streetlight make a wish
I hope this isn't it
Still want to get lit
The therapy's really quick
The rhymes that I pick
Pair well with what I sip
Keana I hope you hear this
That phone call really helped
Only you and one person really know with what I've dealt
Really needed a break I don't regret my thoughts
But if you need a rock, my door is still unlocked

So tell me what keeps you alive?
Tell me of your thoughts through the night
Think I need a gaf, got a light?
Oh you want to blaze? That's alright
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Look into my eyes, you alright?
Let me hold your hand, you alright?
Imma stay up for you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
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So tell me what keeps you alive?
Tell me of your thoughts through the night
Think I need a gaf, got a light?
Oh you want to blaze? That's alright
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Look into my eyes, you alright?
Tell me no lies, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong

I've been drinking a lot more
But to be fair I've been working a lot more
With the drive of the NASCAR
Been smoking loosies way past the logo
Home is where the heart is, I guess mine's a hobo
A lot more on my mental
Than I'm used to
Family, friends and fans I have to prove to
Who choose to wait for fruits of labour before they juice you
Want to make music to drink, sing along and cruise to
I've been smoking despite of my condition
That's a line I was hesitant to mention
Physically, there's nothing wrong with me
But mentally the doctor gave me meds so the attacks I could miss them
And I haven't touched those in a while
There's still a full third I have to hit up
And my last breakdown the doctor prescribed some anti-depressants I'm yet to pick up
(But I'm okay)
Just pour a fifth of Russian Bear
And pain for the chase
Motherf*ckers couldn't relate
Motherf*ckers could never relate

So tell me what keeps you alive?
Tell me of your thoughts through the night
Think I need a gaf, got a light?
Oh you want to blaze? That's alright
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?

My best songs are less wrong
My heart's where they come from
Where was I going with this?
My sister I miss her
Such a strong girl, strong woman
Brightest smile on a human
She was having seizures while I was so far away
1.5ks all I could say was "Hey
How you doing today?"
And I'd pray
"Lord, let my little sister please be okay"
"I got you"
Thank God he probably heard my mom
'Cause her walk in faith is like a promenade
And I text my friends and family less frequent
'Cause I treat each day like work and a weekend
I'm either writing or drinking or doing both
Buying mamma a Jag is like an oath
'Cause she's come too far, she's worked too hard
For her little young boy not to be a star

What keeps you alive?
Tell me of your thoughts through the night
Think I need a gaf, got a light?
Oh you want to blaze? That's alright
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Look into my eyes, you alright?
Tell me no lies, you alright?
Let me hold your hand, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?

I've got purpose, but no conviction!
Feel like there's something missing
Something above the love and drugs and all my questions
Meeme had premonitions
Strong spiritual dream
Her son lay in the streets
Stained red covered in bleed
(My son, you alright?)
Feeling like a coward these lions devour power their teeth are never clean
The depths I've never seen
The moon I've never been
Glass houses and shebeens
I need somewhere to sleep
(Can I sleep for the night?)
Joy is on my list
On a streetlight make a wish
I hope this isn't it
Still want to get lit
The therapy's really quick
The rhymes that I pick
Pair well with what I sip
Keana I hope you hear this
That phone call really helped
Only you and one person really know with what I've dealt
Really needed a break I don't regret my thoughts
But if you need a rock, my door is still unlocked

So tell me what keeps you alive?
Tell me of your thoughts through the night
Think I need a gaf, got a light?
Oh you want to blaze? That's alright
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Look into my eyes, you alright?
Let me hold your hand, you alright?
Imma stay up for you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
Tell me what's wrong, you alright?
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Writer: Hage Hiveluah
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