Текст песни Lupe Fiasco - Just Might Be OK

Food & Liquor
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Lupe Fiasco
Альбом: Food & Liquor
Длительность: 04:24
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[Gemini] Ohhh... woaaahh [Talking: Lupe Fiasco] Ha...Food and Liquor...G-Ball, we here man Gemini... you know how we do FNF [Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco] Uh, affirmative, no further furnishing, is needed I believe we are completed, dig? We all in agreement on the wallpaper Happy with the color scheme Welcome to the crib A two family habitat, for humanity With a view of the insanity...live My vida loca was built like Bob Villa via God He architected, I authored what I harbored Jimmy Carter from Chicago's westside Finish my construction Now we hold the coming like contracepts I'm conscious 'cept the cons are kept With conversations held with the satan on my shoulder Which led to steps that kept me lookin' over the shoulder Like chauffeurs, where my angels at? Painful yet, Merry I ain't Jerry Garcia mont yeah But I'm grateful Church! [Chorus: Gemini] We just might be okay, after all Sun gon' shine On this day [Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco] It's fittin' to get heavy as heaven I am Atlas at this Managed to balance massive masses Upon my back without tiltin' my glasses This was not pilfered from passes Of O.G's, this is so me Ask us, mini-mansion, lil' homie, lil' boney, but the rhymes is FAT In fact, yeah, just like a Rochester customer God bless the mothers and younger brothers of hustlas Cause she don't wanna sob at his wake But he wanna follow in his steps Bend his hat, learn his shakes, master his swagger In the bathroom mirror, Cop a Chevy, steady mob in his place Yeah... it's just the problems we face Look his moms in the face And promise he's straight [Chorus: Gemini] We just might be okay, after all Sun gon' shine On this day [Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco] Then he leaves the house that love built That HUD renovated, that Section 8 pays for Well let's pray for him, let the beat play for him Put his struggles on display for him Cause he gotta go and face the drama With a different face from the one that he use to face his mama If you look close you'll see it consists of a smile that hurts An ice grill, and a trace of trauma, lil' bit of his father Another criterion that's no different from a young Liberian Who let the delirium weary him Lliving in an inner-city, out of his mind, leery of reconciling I'm cool, I don't foretell best I ain't nicest emcee, I ain't Cornel West I am Cornel Westside, Chi-town Guevara Malcolm X-ercised the demons, gangsta leanin' Who traded in his Kufi for a New Era Chose a .44 over a mortar board I ain't a credited institute graduate I ain't from Nazareth My conception wasn't immaculate I ain't master no calculus A good addition to the rap audience I back flipped on the mattress they slept on me on One down Joe, knowing is half the battle, fighting temptation Have an apple Shake the snakes, pimp the system, let's get into it Tabernacle [Chorus: Gemini] We just might be okay, after all Sun gon' shine On this day [Gemini] We just, just might be okay
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