"Just Might Be Ok" lyrics - LUPE FIASCO

Ha, Food and Liquor
Gemini
Now we do, FnF

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 where the insanity live
My vida loca was built like Bob Vila via God
He architected, I arted 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 I kept with conversations held with the Satan on my shoulder
Which lead to steps that kept me looking over the shoulder like chauffeurs, where my angels at?
Painful yet Mary, I ain't Jerry Garcia, ma here but I'm grateful, chuuch

Gemini:
We just might be okay after all
Sun gon' shine on this day

Lupe Fiasco:
It's finna get heavy as heaven, I am Atlas at this, manage to balance
Massive masses pull my back without tilting my glasses
This was not pilfered from passages of OG's, this is so me
Ask us many mention little homie, little bony but the rhymes is fat
In fact, yeah, just like a Rochester customer
God bless the mothers and younger brothers of hustlers
'Cause she don't want sob at his wake
But he want to follow in his steps, bang 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 her face and promise he's straight

Gemini:
We just might be okay after all
Sun gon' shine on this day

Lupe Fiasco:
Then he leaves the house that love built that
HUD renovated that Section 8 pays for
Well let's pray for 'em, let the beat play for 'em
Put his struggles on display for 'em '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 consist of a smile that hurts, a ice grill, and a trace of trauma
Little bit of his father, another criterion that's no different from a young Liberian
Who let the delirium weary him, living in the inner city out of his mind, liria reconcilia
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 exorcise the demons, gangster leaning
He traded in his kufi for a new era
Chose a 44 over a mortarboard
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
What down Joe? Knowing is half the battle
Fighting temptation, have a apple
Shakes the snakes, pip the system
Let's get into it, tabernacle

Gemini:
We just might be okay after all
Sun gon' shine on this day

We just might be okay, okay (We just, just might be okay, we just, just might be okay, we just, just might be okay, we just, just might be okay)

We just, just might be okay
We just, just might be okay

We just might be okay, after all (We just, just might be okay, we just, just might be okay)
Sun gon' shine on this day (We just, just might be okay, we just, just might be okay)

We just, just might be okay, okay