It’s Ok – D12 – letras

[Eye-Kyu] Check it out[Eminem] Hey Kyu!CHORUS 2x [Eye-Kyu]It’s a broke day but everything is ok (It’s ok)I’m up all night, but everything is alright (It’s alright)It’s a rough week, and I don’t get enough sleep (I can’t sleep)It’s a long year pretending I belong here (Belong here)Verse 1 [Eminem]One day I plan to be a family man happily marriedI wanna grow to be so old that I have to be carriedTill I’m glad to be buriedAnd leave this crazy worldAnd have at least a half a million for my baby girlIt may be early to be planning this stuff’cause I’m still struggling hard to be the man, and it’s tough’cause man it’s been rough, but still I manage enoughI’ve been taken advantage of, damaged and scuffedMy hands have been cuffedBut I don’t panic and huff, frantic and puffOr plan to give up, the minute shit hits the fan it eruptsI’m anteing up double or nothing, I’ve been trouble enoughAnd I’m sick of struggling and suffering, seeMy destiny’s to rest at ease, till I’m impressed and pleasedWith my progress, I won’t settle for less than cheeseI’m on a quest to seize all, my own label to callWay before my baby is able to crawlI’m too stable to fall, the pressure motivatesTo know I hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder bladesI seen the golden gates to heaven on EarthWhere they don’t pull a weapon on you when you stepping on turf, QChorusVerse 2 [Eminem]I’m going for broke, gambling and playing for keepsEveryday in the streets, scrambling and paying for cheepPraying for sleepDreaming with a watering mouthWishing for a better life for my daughter and spouseIn this slaughtering house, caught up in boutsWith the root of all evilI’ve seen it turn beautiful people crude and deceitfulAnd make them do shit illegalFor these Grant’s and Jackson’sThese transactions explain a man’s actionsBut in the mist of this insanity, I found my ChristianityThrough God and there’s a wish he granted meHe showed me how to cope with the stressAnd hope for the best, instead of mope and depressedAlways groping a mess, of flying over the nestTo selling dope with the restI quit smoking cess to open my chestLife is stressful inside this cesspoolTrying to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vesselMy little brother’s trying to learn his mathematicsHe’s asthmatic, running home from school away from crack addictsKids attract static, children with automaticsTaking target practice on teens for Starter JacketsI’m using smarter tactics to overcome this slumI won’t become as dumb as some and succumb to scumIt’s cumbersome, I’m trying to do well on this EarthBut it’s been Hell on this Earth since I fell on this EarthChorusUh, it’s ok, yeah it’s alright, even though I can’t sleepUh yeah, it’s ok, it’s alright, I can’t sleep