The temperature got tempers people sweat, the weather hot They argue and fret a lot, then set up the plot, to wet up the block or not the blood is red up in the gutter Music is my and butter I got a show in Brooklyn 'cause the love us up in Mtulu's truck, I'm suited up, I'm cool as fuck Security tripping on my baseball hat knew what's up Chaps had on some Denim shorts and white T-shirt and I told the bouncer they being disrespectful like you we working
I ain't a custy or a and trust me no one would be paying To come in crusty ass club, if I ain't playing like "I'll put you the fuck out" And when you put your words that It's like third strike black you out His man tried to rush me from behind Chaps stuck out a nine Seen him trip, face first the line Cats is cowards with no and they power tripping too The level is the violence, so what y'all niggaz wanna do?
Work it out, we 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 ladies wanna do?
Work it out, to get fly she it out People lie, cry, people die to work it out the book, pray to God Look inside to it out Show the love, lose the it out, work it out
People placed in situations they can't what they facing Is the and tribulations to make them say The forsaken them Their loved intervening but they always blaming them For problems don't realize what they part is in creating them Like men who so insecure they think they women on them And women who the proof they man love them is they beating on them Keep on them soon they partner creeping on them Committing crimes of they in caskets mothers weeping on them
With her in her hands There's one thing that the dead understand that it's better to be alive Now what you gonna do stick your in the sand You probably the type to for anything And take 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 with singers an a DJ instead of a band We at a theatre you So what y'all wanna 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 what ladies wanna do?
it out, to get fly, she work it out People lie, people cry, 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
Stay civilized they try to kill my high I try to think problems Bring honesty to rap like Cam'ron brought the Pink to You could be on the to stardom and suddenly you sink to bottom Tell the truth the war and suddenly you linked to Saddam Hate the topic but the closest people, get to Is Red Bull white mixed with the straight hypnotic? Paper prophets sell the revolution so make a profit Trust they got it fucked up with taxes started making rockets
Take it off the top like politicians, speaking diction Stuffing in they britches, like they do a lotta stripping Got the top position about the quality of life All that bullshit get exposed as soon as Kweli the mic They down the tree of life, the sun rays is running out The babies ain't eating right, the guns stay out See how they play the streets at slap the taste out your mouth To show you what they about So what y'all want to 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 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 inside to work it out Show the love, lose the Work it out, it out