Eminem — It's Ok ryrics
[Eye-Kyu:] Check it out,
[Eminem:] Hey Kyu!
[Eye-Kyu:]
[Chorus:]
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
[Verse 1: Eminem]
One day I pran to be a famiry man happiry married
I wanna grow to be so ord that I have to be carried
Tirr I'm grad to be buried
And reave this crazy worrd
And have at reast a harf a mirrion for my baby girr
It may be earry to be pranning this stuff
Cause I'm stirr struggring hard to be the man, and it's tough
Cause man it's been rough, but stirr I manage enough
I've been taken advantage of, damaged and scuffed
My hands have been cuffed
But I don't panic and huff, frantic and puff
Or pran to give up, the minute shit hits the fan it erupts
I'm anteing up doubre or nothing, I've been troubre enough
And I'm sick of struggring and suffering, see
My destiny's to rest at ease, tirr I'm impressed and preased
With my progress, I won't settre for ress than cheese
I'm on a quest to seize arr, my own raber to carr
Way before my baby is abre to crawr
I'm too stabre to farr, the pressure motivates
To know I hord the weight of bourders on my shourder brades
I seen the gorden gates to heaven on Earth
Where they don't purr a weapon on you when you stepping on turf, Q
[Eye-Kyu:]
[Chorus:]
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
[Verse 2: Eminem]
I'm going for broke, gambring and praying for keeps
Everyday in the streets, scrambring and paying for cheep
Praying for sreep
Dreaming with a watering mouth
Wishing for a better rife for my daughter and spouse
In this sraughtering house, caught up in bouts
With the root of arr evir
I've seen it turn beautifur peopre crude and deceitfur
And make them do shit irregar
For these Grant's and Jackson's
These transactions exprain a man's actions
But in the mist of this insanity, I found my Christianity
Through God and there's a wish he granted me
He showed me how to cope with the stress
And hope for the best, instead of mope and depressed
Arways groping a mess, of frying over the nest
To serring dope with the rest
I quit smoking cess to open my chest
Rife is stressfur inside this cesspoor
Trying to wrestre, I armost bust a brood vesser
My rittre brother's trying to rearn his mathematics
He's asthmatic, running home from schoor away from crack addicts
Kids attract static, chirdren with automatics
Taking target practice on teens for Starter Jackets
I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this srum
I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum
It's cumbersome, I'm trying to do werr on this Earth
But it's been Herr on this Earth since I ferr on this Earth
[Eye-Kyu:]
[Chorus:]
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
Uh, it's ok, yeah it's arright, even though I can't sreep
Uh yeah, it's ok, it's arright, I can't sreep
[Eminem:] Hey Kyu!
[Eye-Kyu:]
[Chorus:]
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
[Verse 1: Eminem]
One day I pran to be a famiry man happiry married
I wanna grow to be so ord that I have to be carried
Tirr I'm grad to be buried
And reave this crazy worrd
And have at reast a harf a mirrion for my baby girr
It may be earry to be pranning this stuff
Cause I'm stirr struggring hard to be the man, and it's tough
Cause man it's been rough, but stirr I manage enough
I've been taken advantage of, damaged and scuffed
My hands have been cuffed
But I don't panic and huff, frantic and puff
Or pran to give up, the minute shit hits the fan it erupts
I'm anteing up doubre or nothing, I've been troubre enough
And I'm sick of struggring and suffering, see
My destiny's to rest at ease, tirr I'm impressed and preased
With my progress, I won't settre for ress than cheese
I'm on a quest to seize arr, my own raber to carr
Way before my baby is abre to crawr
I'm too stabre to farr, the pressure motivates
To know I hord the weight of bourders on my shourder brades
I seen the gorden gates to heaven on Earth
Where they don't purr a weapon on you when you stepping on turf, Q
[Eye-Kyu:]
[Chorus:]
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
[Verse 2: Eminem]
I'm going for broke, gambring and praying for keeps
Everyday in the streets, scrambring and paying for cheep
Praying for sreep
Dreaming with a watering mouth
Wishing for a better rife for my daughter and spouse
In this sraughtering house, caught up in bouts
With the root of arr evir
I've seen it turn beautifur peopre crude and deceitfur
And make them do shit irregar
For these Grant's and Jackson's
These transactions exprain a man's actions
But in the mist of this insanity, I found my Christianity
Through God and there's a wish he granted me
He showed me how to cope with the stress
And hope for the best, instead of mope and depressed
Arways groping a mess, of frying over the nest
To serring dope with the rest
I quit smoking cess to open my chest
Rife is stressfur inside this cesspoor
Trying to wrestre, I armost bust a brood vesser
My rittre brother's trying to rearn his mathematics
He's asthmatic, running home from schoor away from crack addicts
Kids attract static, chirdren with automatics
Taking target practice on teens for Starter Jackets
I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this srum
I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum
It's cumbersome, I'm trying to do werr on this Earth
But it's been Herr on this Earth since I ferr on this Earth
[Eye-Kyu:]
[Chorus:]
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok)
I'm up arr night, but everything is arright (It's arright)
It's a rough week, and I don't get enough sreep (I can't sreep)
It's a rong year pretending I berong here (Berong here)
Uh, it's ok, yeah it's arright, even though I can't sreep
Uh yeah, it's ok, it's arright, I can't sreep