The temperature got tempers flaring sweat, the weather hot argue and they fret 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 the ghetto love us Pulled up in truck, I'm suited up, I'm cool as fuck tripping on my baseball hat promoter knew what's up Plus Chaps had on some shorts and white T-shirt and I told the bouncer being disrespectful 'cause like you we working
I ain't a or a patron and trust me no one would be paying To in this crusty ass club, if I ain't playing He's "I'll put you the fuck out" And when you put your words like It's like third black you struck out His man tried to rush me from Chaps stuck out a size nine him trip, face 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?
Work it out, we should try to it out lie, people cry, people die to work it out Read the book, to God inside 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, cry, people die to work it out the book, pray to God Look inside to it out the love, lose the hate Work it out, it out
placed in situations they can't take' what they facing Is the trials and to make them say The Lords them Their loved ones but they always blaming them For problems they don't realize what part is in creating them Like men who so insecure they they women cheating on them And who think the proof That they man love them is they on them sleeping on them soon they partner creeping on them Committing crimes of passion they in caskets weeping on them
With her head in her There's only one thing that the understand that it's better to be alive Now what you gonna do stick your head in the You probably the to fall for anything And take instead of a stand Now that's a mouse of a man I cherished the as the head of my fam And on the I meet incredible fans I rock singers an a DJ instead of a band We at a near you So what y'all niggaz do?
it out, we should try to work it out People lie, people cry, die to work it out Read the book, to God inside to work it out We try to work 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 Read the book, to God Look to work it out Show the love, the hate Work it out, it out
Stay civilized when they try to my high I try to think problems Bring honesty to rap like brought the Pink to Harlem You be on the brink to stardom and suddenly you sink to bottom Tell the about the war and suddenly 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 make a profit Trust they got it fucked up with your started making rockets
it off the top like politicians, speaking proper diction Stuffing dollars in they britches, like they do a lotta Got the top position about the quality of life All that bullshit get exposed as as Kweli sees the mic They cutting 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 the taste out your mouth To show you what they work So y'all niggaz want to do?
Work it out, we try to work it out People lie, people cry, die to work 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, people cry, people die to it out Read the book, to God Look inside to it out Show the love, lose the it out, work it out