Luyện nghe bài hát Work It Out

The temperature got tempers 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 blood is red up in the
is my bread and butter
I got a in Brooklyn 'cause the ghetto love us
Pulled up in Mtulu's truck, I'm suited up, I'm cool as
Security tripping on my baseball hat promoter knew up
Plus Chaps had on Denim shorts and white T-shirt and
I told the bouncer they being disrespectful 'cause like you we

I ain't a custy or a and trust me no one would be paying
To come in this crusty ass club, if I playing
like "I'll put you the fuck out"
And when you put your like that
It's third strike black you struck out
His man tried to rush me from behind Chaps stuck out a size
Seen him trip, face first the line
is cowards with no spine and they power tripping too
The next level is the violence, so what niggaz wanna do?

Work it out, we try to work it out
lie, people cry, people die to work it out
Read the book, to God
Look inside to it out
We try to work it out
Yo y'all ladies wanna do?

Work it out, to get fly she it out
People lie, people cry, die to work it out
Read the book, to God
Look to work 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 Lords forsaken
Their loved ones but they always blaming them
For they don't realize what they part is in creating them
Like men who so insecure think they women cheating on them
And women who the proof
they man love them is they beating on them
Keep sleeping on them soon partner creeping on them
Committing crimes of passion they in caskets mothers on them

With her head in her
There's only one thing that the dead understand it's better to be alive
Now what you gonna do your head in the sand
You the type to fall for anything
And take that of a stand
Now that's a mouse of a man
I cherished the role as the of my fam
And on the road I meet fans
I rock singers an a DJ instead of a band
We at a near you
So y'all niggaz 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 inside to 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
the book, pray to God
Look to work it out
the love, lose the hate
Work it out, it out

Stay civilized when they try to my high
I try to through problems
Bring honesty to rap like Cam'ron brought the Pink to
You could be on the brink to stardom and suddenly you sink to
Tell the truth about the war and you linked to Saddam
the topic but the closest people, get to patriotic
Is Red Bull white vodka mixed the straight hypnotic?
Paper prophets sell the so they make a profit
Trust they got it fucked up with your taxes started rockets

it off the top like politicians, speaking proper diction
Stuffing dollars in they britches, like they do a lotta
Got the top position bitching the quality of life
All bullshit get exposed as soon as Kweli sees 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 at night
They slap the taste out mouth
To show you what they work
So what y'all niggaz to do?

Work it out, we should try to it out
lie, people cry, people die to work it out
Read the book, to God
Look to work it out
We try to work it out
Yo y'all ladies wanna do?

Work it out, to get fly, she it out
People lie, people cry, die to work it out
Read the book, to God
inside to work it out
Show the love, the hate
it out, work it out