Konsept the Emcee - I'll Be Okay (feat. Hitman Chris) Lyrics

Okay, okay, I'll be okay...

As I take a look at myself
Reflecting the light from my darkness
Gaze deep in the soul of an artist
This evil is leaving me heartless
Everything spinning, it's making me nauseous
If you're listening you better be cautious
Cause I'm not really sure how I caught this
Can't find my soul, so I know what a loss is
Lose all control when I know what the cost is
Never quit swinging just know that I fought this
You are the reason I even do art
What is life without heart to hearts?
We rip hearts apart and die out the spark
And dry out the scars and cry out the parts that kill
Pry out what makes us feel
Dimmer down what makes us real
Been around, come simmer down
Never been a breadwinner now when I'm in the crowd
I can feel my head spinning out cause they gettin' loud
It'll be a cold winter now, lemme shimmer now
Feel this shit with soul
Feel this shit with a passion
Even when they pass and they bring that mac
And I might my fate while they blasting it's

Okay okay, I'll be okay
Okay, you okay, now we okay
Oh wait, okay, I'm not okay
It's okay okay, I'll be okay
Okay okay, I'll be okay
Okay, you okay, now we okay
Oh wait, okay, I'm not okay
It's okay okay, I'll be okay

And I bet that I'll be alright, all day, all night
There are things in this world we don't realize
Like a shine so bright right in front of your eyes
Oh me, oh my, what a hell of a guy
He's on his grind and he do his job
But how long will it take for him to lose it all
But even through it all I've learned to pick up the pieces
No matter the reason, I'm feeling so free from not giving a f*ck
I'm used to the world always trying to judge
But it wasn't enough for them to pass me by
Let me do me, can you tell me why
I don't even wanna know no more
I don't wanna do the show no more
When you see me I ain't got what I need
But it doesn't bother me no more
I guess I'll take a different route
No more gliding through the side road
Catch me on the headlines, I won't end up as a side note
Blast off to the stars above yo head is where my mind go
Keeping hustle in my heart since I was just a psycho
And I know what I saw and conquered
Took my cut, I'm live and prosper
I live through the hate and gossip
But still I'm knocking legends off yo roster
Not well known, but I get around the way
Double Seven Three that's all I gotta say
HitmanChris he gon' be okay, okay, okay, okay

Okay okay, I'll be okay
Okay, you okay, now we okay
Oh wait, okay, I'm not okay
It's okay okay, I'll be okay
Okay okay, I'll be okay
Okay, you okay, now we okay
Oh wait, okay, I'm not okay
It's okay okay, I'll be okay