Luyện nghe bài hát Just Might Be OK

& Liquor, G Bo, we here, man
Gemini, you how we do, FNF

Affirmative, no furnishin' is needed
I we are completed, dig?
We all in on the wallpaper
Happy the color scheme, welcome to the crib
A two habitat for humanity with a view
Of where the insanity

My loca was built like Bob Villa, villa gone
He architected, I what I harbored
Jimmy Carter from Chicago's
my construction, now behold
The like contracepts

I'm conscious 'cept the cons I
From held with the Satan on my shoulder
Which led to steps that kept me lookin' over the
Like chauffeurs, where my at?
Painful, yet merry, I ain't Jerry Garcia, ma
But I'm grateful,

We might be ok after all
Sun shine on these days

finna get heavy as heaven
I am Atlas at this, manage to massive masses
Upon my back, tiltin' my glasses
This was not pilfer from of O.G.'s
is so me, ask us

Mini-mansion, little homie, little
But the is phat
In fact, yeah, just like a customer
God blessed the mothers and younger brothers of
'Cause she don't wanna sob at his
But he wanna follow in his
his hat, learn his shakes

Master his in the bathroom mirror
Cop a Chevy, mob in his place
Yeah, it's the problems we face
Look his moms in tha and promise she straight

We might be ok after all
Sun gon' shine on these

Then he leaves the house that love
That her renovated, that section A for
Well, let's pray for him, let the play for him
Put his on display for him

'Cause he gotta go and face the
With a different face the one
That he used to face his
If you look close, you'll see it
Of a smile that hurts, a ice grill and a of trauma
bit of his father, another criterion
That's no different from a young

In Mecca delirium, weary of in the inner city
Out of his literally, re-conciliate
I'm cool, I foretell best
I ain't nicest emcee, I Cornel West

I am Cornel Westside, Chi-town
Malcolm exercised the demons, gangsta
He traded in his for a New Era
Chose a .44 over a mortar

I ain't an accredited graduate
I from Nazareth
My wasn't immaculate, I ain't master no calculus
A good to the rap audience
I on the mattress they slept on, me on

Joe, knowin' is half the battle
Fightin' temptation, a apple
the snakes, pimp the system
Let's get it, tabernacle

We just be ok after all
Sun gon' shine on these
We just, just be ok
We just, just be ok
We just, just be ok
We just, might be ok

We just, just be ok
We just, might be ok
We just might be ok all
Sun gon' on these days
We just, just be ok, ok