Just Might Be OK - Lupe Fiasco, Gemini

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