It's OK to be OK
(feat. Izmael)
by: M. R. Thompson (M. R. Thompson) Pneumonia week number five.
Pneumonia week number six.
I don't got time to be sick man!
Cold sweats and all recording.
Dedication. (Izmael) I got you. I got you. (M. R. Thompson) Get Me I may have sold d**.
Never did d**.
I use to have thug friends
Never was one.
I'm not a screw up.
I'm the driver
Helping others who need to turn around.
What's up pliers? (What suppliers?) I don't quit.
I do not reset.
I leave my high-score up
To be remember by the next.
Ohh!
In case you don't know
I hang Y.O.L.O. on a string
And walk gimmicks likes yo-yo.
Cuz all that yo, yo bullsh**'s
Getting so old.
You've been given life
There is nothing you are owed.
Deal with it!
I have Rosacea and Tourettes
Bi-Polar, sleep dep.
A little Post Traumatic Stress.
I didn't ask for this
But I took it.
30 years old. Back home.
I must love my mothers cooking.
I'm a pain in the c*nt
But I'm thankful that she pushed me
Out into this world
And back out when it took me
For all I had.
And, yes, I'm thankful dad.
It's just hard to say
When I feel so insignificant.
But I'm getting it.
And I'm saving rent.
And you'll be getting it.
Thanks for living with...
Me (Izmael) I'll be OK
Maybe there's a better way
For me
Some how
Maybe I'll be OK
Maybe there's a better place
For me
So close I'm in it right now (M. R. Thompson) I'm not a have not
But I have not
Had a penny in my pocket
Since Michael last moon-walked.
I'm making wishes.
I'm shooting stars.
Gun control can s** my safety
And kiss my Bruno Mars
I know I'm locked out of heaven.
Music is my lockpick.
I have the key to make a skeleton
Break out the closet.
Logic broke the laws
That politicians made for profit.
They hung us on a double-cross.
Enslaved us in an office.
So I
Cut there ties.
And un-popped my collar.
I'm too awake to live lying
Sorry father.
I never meant to make the news.
I never meant to make you stressed.
I never meant to let my noose
Tighten around an others neck.
No!
I know. I know. No excuses.
But I know.
I KNOW what the truth is!
I may have did wrong.
But it was right.
I know it set me back
Like my ex-never-wfe.
But people can point their fingers
Until carpel-tunnel swells their knuckles.
People are people.
Love 'em or f** 'em.
What matters is how you feel
Not what others say.
Even if you are different
It's OK to be OK. (Izmael) If I could do it again would I do it again?
It's a definite maybe.
If I could do it again I would do it again.
No if's, but's, or maybes. Maybe I'll be OK.
Maybe there's a better way.
For me.
Some how.
Maybe I'll be OK
Maybe there's a better place.
For me.
So close I'm in it right now. (M. R. Thompson) Man you aren't lyrical!
s** my holy, clerical falace
Hair and all. Dribble balls.
Hump, shot and dunk 'em. Swal-
Low. Like no Volume
Fall-low like wholes with no bottom.
Get it?
Got 'em!
If I had a shot at making it
Already shot 'em.
Bullsh**-artist's are dalmatian.
Easy to spot them.
You had a hard life, huh?
I'm living ONE.
Are you are TWO?
That's right. I'm still number one.
And so is he.
And so is she.
I stand for those who roll in wheelchairs.
Rap for those who cannot speak.
Everybody has it tough.
No one lives forever, guy!
But you're god damned crazy
If you think I won't try.
It's OK to be OK.
It's OK when you're knot.
I'm here to lend a hand
And untie those hard spots.
Cuz Lord knows I need a hand
Like an amputee.
Call me a s**er cuz I give a dam
When water gets deep. Never said I was perfect
I rather like it that way.
You can take that to the bank.
On second thought, better not.
I Just filed bankruptcy. (Izmael) Maybe I'll be OK
Maybe there's a better way
For me
Some how
Maybe I'll be OK
Maybe there's a better place
So close I'm in it right now (Chant)
It
Is
OK
To
Be
OK
(repeat)