The got tempers flaring people sweat, the weather hot They argue and they a lot, then set up the plot, to wet up the block Whether or not the is red up in the gutter Music is my bread and I got a show in Brooklyn 'cause the love us Pulled up in Mtulu's truck, I'm suited up, I'm as fuck Security tripping on my hat promoter knew what's up Plus Chaps had on some Denim shorts and T-shirt and I told the bouncer being disrespectful 'cause like you we working
I ain't a custy or a patron and me no one would be paying To in this crusty ass club, if I ain't playing He's like "I'll put you the out" And when you put words like that It's like third strike black you out His man tried to me from behind Chaps stuck out a size nine Seen him trip, first into the line Cats is cowards with no spine and power tripping too The level is the violence, so what y'all niggaz wanna do?
it out, we should try to work it out People lie, people cry, people die to it out the book, pray to God Look to work it out We try to work it out Yo what y'all wanna do?
it out, to get fly she work it out People lie, cry, people die to work it out the book, pray to God Look inside to it out Show the love, the hate it out, work it out
People in situations they can't take' what they facing Is the trials and tribulations to make say The forsaken them loved ones intervening but they always blaming them For they don't realize what they part is in creating them men who so insecure they think they women cheating on them And women who think the That they man love is they beating on them Keep sleeping on them soon they creeping on them Committing crimes of passion in caskets mothers weeping on them
With her head in her only one thing that the dead understand that it's better to be alive Now what you do stick your head in the sand You probably the to fall for anything And that instead of a stand Now a mouse instead of a man I cherished the role as the of my fam And on the road I meet incredible I rock with singers an a DJ instead of a We at a near you So y'all niggaz wanna do?
Work it out, we should try to it out People lie, cry, people die to work it out Read the book, to God Look to work it out We should try to it out Yo what y'all ladies do?
it out, to get fly, she work it out People lie, people cry, people die to it out the book, pray to God Look inside to it out Show the love, the hate it out, work it out
Stay civilized when try to kill my high I try to through problems Bring honesty to rap Cam'ron brought the Pink to Harlem You could be on the brink to and suddenly you sink to bottom Tell the truth about the war and you linked to Saddam Hate the topic but the closest people, get to Is Red Bull white vodka mixed with the straight Paper prophets sell the revolution so they make a Trust they got it fucked up with your started making rockets
Take it off the top like politicians, speaking proper Stuffing dollars in they britches, they do a lotta stripping Got the top position about the quality of life All that bullshit get as soon as Kweli sees the mic They cutting down the tree of life, the sun is running out The ain't eating right, the guns stay coming out See how play the streets at night They the taste out your mouth To show you what work about So what y'all niggaz to do?
Work it out, we try to work it out People lie, cry, people die to work it out the book, pray to God Look to work it out We should try to it out Yo y'all ladies wanna do?
it out, to get fly, she work it out People lie, cry, people die to work it out Read the book, to God Look inside to it out Show the love, lose the it out, work it out