Tye Tribbett - We Gon’ Be Alright Lyrics
Lyrics
It gets so hard
Just trying to figure it out, fighting doubt
Tryna believe God
Tryna watch the words of my mouth, stay on the route
Troubles come and go
Even on the mountain high or the valley low
Never let your faith go
Never let your faith go
I’ve been there before
So confused, don’t know which way to go
Stressed out
World so crazy might as well as stay in the house
Fear tryna rise up
Got terrorist disguised, they look like us
But we know who we trust
Trust when I say that
We gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
We gon’ be alright, alright
We gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
We gon’ be alright, alright
In these last days
Evil times will come and it’s here today
Look at all the hate
Senseless crime and murder everyday
Human trafficking, racism, policy brutality
Bullying, rape, child molesta—shun the appearance of evil I pray
Let Your Kingdom come, let Your will be done
In the Earth
Let Your glory rise, let Your Son shine
Let it burst
Through the dark clouds
Even through the storm and the rain
We will shout
Cause we know after the night
We gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
We gon’ be alright
I ain’t worried ‘bout it (Oh no)
Don’t you worry ‘bout it (Oh no)
I believe, I receive, in Your Word that You promised that
We gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
We gon’ be alright
Don’t worry ‘bout it (Oh no)
Don’t lose no sleep over it (Oh no)
Just believe and receive in Your Word that You promised that
We gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
We gon’ be alright
I ain’t worried ‘bout it (Oh no)
I won’t lose sleep over it (Oh no)
You got everything under control, that’s how I know that
We gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
We gon’ be alright
The battle isn’t yours, this belongs to the Lord
Stand still, don’t fight, we know that
We gon’ be alright
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Tye Tribbett - We Gon’ Be Alright (Lyric Video)
Meaning & Inspiration
Tye Tribbett has always had a knack for pulling the tension of the streets into the sanctuary, but in "We Gon’ Be Alright," he does something different. He isn’t just leading a choir; he’s talking to a person who is exhausted by the daily news cycle. Dropped in the spring of 2020, the song carries the weight of a world holding its breath, staring at screens, and trying to reconcile faith with a reality that feels increasingly heavy.
Tribbett borrows from the cadence of modern hip-hop to drop a line like, “Got terrorist disguised, they look like us.” It’s a jarring moment. It abandons the safe, sanitized language often found in CCM to name a specific, visceral fear—the idea that the threat isn’t always some external monster, but something insidious, right in our own neighborhoods or reflections. He’s reaching for a sub-culture that is tired of platitudes. People don’t want a verse about clouds and sunshine; they want someone to acknowledge the “senseless crime” and “policy brutality” without shrinking away from it. By using this conversational, almost street-level vernacular, he bridges the gap between the pulpit and the living room.
The message doesn't get lost in the "vibe" because the vibe is precisely the point. The repetition of "We gon’ be alright" functions less like a pop hook and more like a mantra or a meditative prayer. It’s an act of resistance against panic.
I keep coming back to the line: “Shun the appearance of evil I pray.” It’s a direct nod to 1 Thessalonians 5:22, but he places it right after a laundry list of horrors—trafficking, racism, molestation. It’s a strange, heavy juxtaposition. How do you "shun" a world that feels like it’s collapsing?
Scripture tells us in John 16:33, "In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." Tribbett isn't promising that the trouble will evaporate. He’s promising that there is a posture to take while the trouble persists. When he pivots to, "The battle isn’t yours, this belongs to the Lord," he’s invoking the spirit of 2 Chronicles 20:15. It’s the ancient instruction to "stand still."
But honestly? Staying still is the hardest thing to do when the world is screaming.
There’s an unfinished quality to this song that I appreciate. The music keeps pushing forward, the energy stays high, but the lyrics remain anchored in the messy, broken now. He’s not giving us a tidy ending. He’s just saying that when the "terrorist" is at the door and the news is breaking your heart, you have to anchor your trust in something that isn’t the evening broadcast. Is it enough? Some days, I’m not sure. But in the middle of the noise, this song provides a beat to march to, even when we don't know where the road leads.