Everything’s Fine lyrics

by

Nujabes


[Intro]
Can my city stand up?
I said can my city stand up?
PG stand up with me

[Hook]
This your city, this my city, it's all mine
This your world, it's our world, it's all mine
Everything's gon be fine (2x)

[Verse 1]
This that Charleston bang, that Louisiana slang
This what I go clutch with, the same sh*t you f*ck with
This that fire I know, this is why I am pyro
This what killers ride to, what JFK died to
Same head banging sh*t Pac got shot over
Dumb set repping sh*t my n*gga died over
So many casualties lost in this war
So thirsty for revenge we screaming more
Well I'll just mask everything and let these hoes take the blame
By f*cking off the pain and you'll just hear them say, “Ow.”
I'm surrounded by fake n*ggas that f*ck with them
But them don't f*ck with me
So when me and those same n*ggas around them
They stop claiming me
Well they can, they can
They can hold my di*k, replay this sh*t
Remind them when I pull up in my whip
I'll f*ck all they b*tches
b*tches just listen before I have to grab your attention
By slapping you senseless just so I can slap some sense to your ass
You know I don't play
This is, this is, this is VA

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Two b*tches, three hoes, four smuts, five chicks
A couple dikes, and guess what they all on my one di*k
Most these tricks homie hopping
But I don't give a f*ck if they pus*y popping
Your b*tch pull out tits and ask for my John Hanc*ck
Drinking cherry bombs with your girl Hiroshima, Iraq
I think about it and I stop
How you gon love me now but not f*ck with me then?
pus*y has a mind of its own so my minds saying forgive
My di*ks saying give in but I just want to live
So I'll do that by busting, Kaboom
I like my b*tches with a fat ass in yoga pants
I like my di*k sucked when I want with no romance
No holding hands, no lovey dovey sh*t
Get it straight you a sideline, not buddies b*tch
Ralph Lauren, Michael Kor, Vera Wang, all designer
Nike slides, Fendi fitted on bad days need I remind you
Dining with a dime piece devouring chicken cordon bleu
I'm on some other level sh*t you f*ckers don't have a clue
Swaying middle fingers in your face if you ain't get the queue
Cooling with my n*ggas bragging bout the girls we bout to screw
We smash them once and then pass them smuts around the whole crew
And you the type of n*gga to wife them up like I do, I do

[Outro]
What you just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard
At no point in your rambling incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought
Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listen to it
I award you no points and may God have mercy on your soul

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