Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just Might Be OK, artist - Lupe Fiasco. Date of issue: 26.06.2006
Song language: English
Just Might Be OK |
| Affirmative no further furnishing is needed |
| I believe we are completed, dig |
| We all in grrement on the wall |
| Paper happy with the color scheme welcome to the crib |
| A two family habitat for humanity with a view with in the insanity |
| Live? |
| my vida loca was built like bob vila villa gone |
| The architect that I arted wat I hearted jimmy carter from Chicago west? |
| side |
| Finish my construction now we hope we coming like contracepts |
| I’m conciespet that kunta get from conversation held with the Satan on my shoulder |
| Which lead the steps that kept me looking over the shoulder like shofers were |
| my angels at Painful yet Mary I ain’t Jerry Garcia ma here but I’m grateful shush |
| Maybe just might be OK |
| After all |
| Sun don’t shine |
| On these days |
| This feeling getting heavy is heaven |
| I am atmis at this manage the balance |
| Massive mass pull my back with out tipping my glasses |
| This was not pitiful from passes of O G s This is so me |
| Ask us many mention lil homie, lil bony |
| But the rhymes is fat |
| in fact |
| Keep just like a Rochester customer |
| God bless the mothers and younger brother is a hustler |
| Cuz she don’t want sob at his waist |
| But he want to follow in the step |
| Bang his hat learn his shake |
| master his swagger in the bathroom |
| Mirror cop a Chevy steady mob in his place |
| Chea its just the problem we face look his mom is in the face n promises his |
| strait |
| Then he leaves the house that love built that |
| Hug renovate that section 8 pays for |
| Well lets pray for em Let the beat play for em Put the trouble on display for em Cuz he gotta go face the drama |
| With a difference face from the one that he use to face his moma |
| If you look close |
| You’ll see a consist of a smile that hurts a ice grill |
| in a trace of trauma |
| little bit of his father |
| another criterion that’s no difference from a young Liberian |
| who let the deliberian wiriben living in it the city |
| out of his mind |
| liria reconsilia |
| I’m cool I don’t for tell best |
| I ain’t nice as MC, I’m cornel west |
| I am cornel west side chi town Rivera |
| Malcom x assise the demons |
| Gangsta leaning |
| We traded in his cuffy for a new era |
| chose a 44 over a mother board |
| I ain’t a credited institute graduate |
| Ia ain’t for masorith |
| My conception won immaculate |
| I ain’t mastering no calculus |
| Doing addition to the rap my audience |
| I back flipped on the mattress the slept on me on |
| What down yo, knowing is half the battle |
| And fighting temptation, have an apple |
| Shakes the snakes, pimp the system |
| Let’s get into it, tabernacle |