Sun is up should be feeling great,
your feeling rough got too much on your plate,
a busy day got a lot to do,
a heavy head you think you've caught the flu.

Something deep inside begins to stir,
spirit, conscience your not really sure.
It's gonna be okay...
It's gonna be okay...

Another day your late for work,
the shower's cold you ain't got no clean shirt.
A cup of tea just might do the trick,
the milk's gone off by now feeling sick.

Something deep inside begins to stir,
spirit, conscience your not really sure.
It's gonna be okay...
It's gonna be okay...

We laughed, we cried, we shared along the way,
we did some things we knew we shouldn't do.
So after all what's this life living for,
work it out or head straight for the door
It's gonna be okay...either way
It's gonna be okay...

You close your eyes, try to sleep.
Scold yourself for hours that you keep.
Drifting off will I dream tonight?
In my dreams perhaps I'll get it right.

Something deep inside begins to purrr,
spirit, conscience your not really sure.

It's gonna be okay...
It's gonna be okay...either way
It's gonna be okay...

행복해. 그런 순간이 있었단 것 만으로
충분히 행복해
이해해. 모든 만남엔 끝도 있다는 것 쯤
충분히 이해해
So don`t lie to me. Please don't lie to me
That's whats hurting me..
So don`t lie to me. Please don't lie to me
That's whats hurting me.. Love`s no sympathy
행복해.. 행복해..
그런 기억 있단 것만으로도 나는 행복해
이해해.. 이해해..
그런 맘에도 없는 말들 안해도 다 이해해

행복해. 그런 웃음이 있었단 것 만으로
충분히 행복해
So don`t lie to me. Please don't lie to me
That's whats hurting me..
So don`t lie to me. Please don't lie to me
That's whats hurting me.. Love`s no sympathy
행복해.. 행복해..
그런 기억 있단 것만으로도 나는 행복해
이해해.. 이해해..
그런 맘에도 없는 말들 안해도 다 이해해

And if you have to go
Then I will let you go
And if you have to go
Then I will let you go
행복해.. 행복해..
그런 기억 있단 것만으로도 나는 행복해
이해해.. 이해해..
그런 맘에도 없는 말들 안해도 다 이해해
행복해.. 행복해..
그런 기억 있단 것만으로도 나는 행복해
It's okay.. It's okay
굳이 애써가며 그렇게까지 안해도 돼
행복해. 그런 축복이 있었단 것 만으로
충분히 행복해
이해해. 우리 얘기의 끝에 왔다는 것 쯤
충분히 이해해
It's okay..

[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 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)
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 married
I wanna grow to be so old that I have to be carried
Till I'm glad to be buried
And leave this crazy world
And have at least a half a million for my baby girl
It 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 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 plan to give up, the minute shit hits the fan it erupts
I'm anteing up double or nothing, I've been trouble enough
And I'm sick of struggling and suffering, see
My destiny's to rest at ease, till I'm impressed and pleased
With my progress, I won't settle for less than cheese
I'm on a quest to seize all, my own label to call
Way before my baby is able to crawl
I'm too stable to fall, the pressure motivates
To know I hold the weight of boulders on my shoulder blades
I seen the golden gates to heaven on Earth
Where they don't pull 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 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)
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 2: Eminem]
I'm going for broke, gambling and playing for keeps
Everyday in the streets, scrambling and paying for cheep
Praying for sleep
Dreaming with a watering mouth
Wishing for a better life for my daughter and spouse
In this slaughtering house, caught up in bouts
With the root of all evil
I've seen it turn beautiful people crude and deceitful
And make them do shit illegal
For these Grant's and Jackson's
These transactions explain 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
Always groping a mess, of flying over the nest
To selling dope with the rest
I quit smoking cess to open my chest
Life is stressful inside this cesspool
Trying to wrestle, I almost bust a blood vessel
My little brother's trying to learn his mathematics
He's asthmatic, running home from school away from crack addicts
Kids attract static, children with automatics
Taking target practice on teens for Starter Jackets
I'm using smarter tactics to overcome this slum
I won't become as dumb as some and succumb to scum
It's cumbersome, I'm trying to do well on this Earth
But it's been Hell on this Earth since I fell on this Earth

[Eye-Kyu:]
[Chorus:]
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)
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)

Uh, it's ok, yeah it's alright, even though I can't sleep
Uh yeah, it's ok, it's alright, I can't sleep

[Female talking Arabic:]

I Like that...

You tellin me you wanna come over
But girl I done told ya
I dont know if I could control myself
I'd love to just kiss and hold ya
Movies, popcorn, and soda
But imagine us all by ourselves
We'd be kissin, skin to skin, wearin nothin (nothin)
Who knows where we end (help)
But you can stay
If you really want...
It's Okay...

[Chorus]
It's okay
It's alright
You can spend the night
If you promise that you'll hold me
Tight
And I would like
For you to love me
Love me
Baby, it's okay
It's alright
You can spend the night
If you promise that you'll hold me
Tight
And I would like
For you to love me
Love me

(I) Lately I've been thinkin to myself
If I ever had you alone
What I'd do to you
What you'd do to me
Everything in between
But wait...
I don't wanna hurry you
Don't get it twisted though, Babygirl
Cause I aint scared of you
There'll be kissin (kissin), skin to skin (skin to skin), wearin nothin (nothin)
Who knows where we end (help)
But you can stay
If you really want...
It's Okay...

[chorus]

Cause...
Baby I wanna make love (make love)
But I don't wanna rush (rush you)
You mean everything to me though
To make you...happy...is what
What I want to do
I dreamed of this for so long
And if it's what you want
C'mon now...
kissin (kissin), skin to skin, we'll be wearin nothin
Who knows where we end
But you can stay
If you really want...
It's Okay...

[chorus]

First comes off the shirt
then
Then comes off that pants
then
Then comes off the bra
then

First comes off the shirt
then
Then comes off that pants
then
Then comes off the bra
then

First comes off the shirt
then
Then comes off that pants
then
Then comes off the bra
then

First comes off the shirt
then
Then comes off that pants
then
Then comes off the bra
then

[female talking Spanish]

[Shyne]
Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh
Uh-huh, like that
Geah, uhh

Ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec
It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne
Nothin but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches
It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne

What's my motherfuckin name? Put a bullet in your brain
Leave your shirt stained, guns and cocaine
It's the best of a V&E
I'm like homes in Charlie's Angels, y'all never seein me
Heavenly indeed, measure me a key
My moms was a virgin when she had me
I rock flows, top O's, better yet, sell it wet
Tape ki's to bitches, I need the riches
Scene switches, big bitches, to hide snitches
Smile for the feds as they take pictures
It's the young G speakin; leavin niggaz leakin
Shots repeatin; around the clip somethin bound to hit
Y'all motherfuckers was counterfeit
Eat a dick and choke, as I sniff coke
Shyne pro, watch how you pronounce the shit
G'z up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this

[Chorus: Shyne]
Before your dog you're dyin and bustin your iron
Take the stand you're lyin, it's ok
If you cook it, cut it, watch - flooded
Hit niggaz in public and bitches love it, it's ok
If you hard right now as they play this in the club
lookin for somethin to fuck, it's ok
If you startin with her, it's ok
If you snotty with him, it's ok

[Shyne]
With so much blocks in the N-Y-C
to burn 'em all down is kinda hard for me
But uhh, somehow, someway
I keep takin over motherfucker's gates like every single day
It's, the, rap, singer
Slash, coke, crack, slinger
Sling crack sling smack sling dick to dingbats
that try to pussy bootchie coochie, I'm in that
Kingpin raps, I spit 'em, fed NARC's, I dip 'em
Bentley and large rims spinnin, the shit is sickenin
My rhymes, my flow, I got all the symptoms
Rinks and links and trips to Harry Winston
Born sinner; think that model bitch I'm with is slim?
You chances of seein me are slimmer
I was through with it, before y'all knew what to do with it
Put my finger in the ground and turn the world around

[Chorus]

[Shyne]
From hip-hop to them hot blocks
It ain't never gon' stop; well maybe for three days
but then I'll return, more blacks to burn for more yea
Get them (??) sittin up on Broadway (geah)
Livin the life, ridin on Twinkies
Thirty inch rims spinnin, bitches is grinnin
Roscoe on my left, wonderin where the pussy at
so I can scheme the dope, get the pussy and float
Big things, live from the Empire State
where niggaz, live in fear of a 8-48
Don't owe my favors, jewelers deliberate
Shops have me spinnin like you was doin a figure eight
Gun in your mouth bitch, got a bitter taste
Push up hard on the arms - uhh, bitter face
Guerilla pimpin indeed
Shit I'm like a perm;
somethin every girl in the ghetto need

[Chorus -2x]