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 drugs.
Never did drugs.
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 bullshit'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 cunt
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 suck 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 fuck '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!
Suck 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.
Bullshit-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 sucker 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