Luyện nghe bài hát Just Might Be OK

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

Affirmative, no further furnishin' is
I believe we are completed,
We all in on the wallpaper
Happy the color scheme, welcome to the crib
A two family habitat for humanity a view
Of where the live

My vida was built like Bob Villa, villa gone
He architected, I authored what I
Jimmy Carter Chicago's westside
my construction, now behold
The coming like

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

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

It's finna get as heaven
I am Atlas at this, manage to massive masses
Upon my back, without my glasses
was not pilfer from passes of O.G.'s
is so me, ask us

Mini-mansion, little homie, Boney
But the rhymes is
In fact, yeah, just like a customer
God blessed the and younger brothers of hustlas
she don't wanna sob at his wake
But he follow in his steps
Bend his hat, his shakes

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

We might be ok after all
Sun shine on these days

Then he leaves the that love built
That her renovated, that section A for
Well, pray for him, let the beat play for him
Put his struggles on for him

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

In delirium, weary of livin' in the inner city
Out of his literally, re-conciliate
I'm cool, I don't foretell
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 instituted
I ain't Nazareth
My conception wasn't immaculate, I master no calculus
A good to the rap audience
I back-flipped on the mattress they on, me on

Without Joe, knowin' is the battle
Fightin' temptation, a apple
Shake the snakes, pimp the
get into it, tabernacle

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

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