Luyện nghe bài hát Work It Out

The temperature got tempers flaring people sweat, the hot
They argue and they fret a lot, 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 in Brooklyn 'cause the ghetto love us
Pulled up in truck, I'm suited up, I'm cool as fuck
Security tripping on my baseball hat promoter what's up
Chaps had on some Denim shorts and white T-shirt and
I the bouncer they being disrespectful 'cause like you we working

I ain't a custy or a patron and me no one would be paying
To come in this crusty ass club, if I ain't
He's like "I'll put you the out"
And when you put your like that
It's like strike black you struck out
His man tried to rush me from behind stuck out a size nine
Seen him trip, face into the line
Cats is with no spine and they power tripping too
The next is the violence, so what y'all niggaz wanna 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 should try to it out
Yo what y'all ladies do?

Work it out, to get fly she it out
lie, people cry, people die to work it out
Read the book, to God
Look to work it out
the love, lose the hate
Work it out, it out

People placed in situations they can't take' they facing
Is the trials and tribulations to them say
The Lords forsaken
loved ones intervening but they always blaming them
For problems don't realize what they part is in creating them
Like men who so they think they women cheating on them
And who think the proof
That man love them is they beating on them
Keep sleeping on them they partner creeping on them
Committing crimes of they in caskets mothers weeping on them

With her in her hands
There's only one thing the dead understand that it's better to be alive
Now what you gonna do stick your in the sand
You probably the to fall 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 I meet incredible fans
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
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?

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
the love, lose the hate
Work it out, it out

Stay civilized when they try to kill my
I try to think through
Bring honesty to rap like Cam'ron the Pink to Harlem
You could be on the brink to 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 vodka with the straight hypnotic?
prophets sell the revolution so they make a profit
Trust they got it up with your taxes started making rockets

it off the top like politicians, speaking proper diction
Stuffing dollars in they britches, like do a lotta stripping
Got the top position bitching about the quality of
All that bullshit get exposed as as Kweli sees the mic
They cutting the tree of life, the sun rays is running out
The ain't eating right, the guns stay coming out
See how they play the at night
They slap the taste out your
To show you what they work
So what y'all niggaz to 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 should try to 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
Read the book, to God
Look inside to it out
Show the love, the hate
Work it out, it out