Letra traducida Work It Out de Talib Kweli al español (letra canción original y traducción)
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Letra Work It Out de Talib Kweli original



1st Verse>
The temperature got tempers flaring people sweat when the weather hot
They argue and they fret a lot then set up the plot
To whet up the block
Wheter or not the blood is red up in the gutter
Music is my bread and butter
I got a show in Brooklyn cause the ghetto love us
Pulled up in Mtulu's truck I'm suited up I'm cool as fuck
Security tripping on my baseball hat promoter knew what's up
Plus Chaps had on some denim shorts and white tee shirt and
I told the bouncer they being disrespectful 'cause like you we working
I ain't a custy or a patron and trust me no one would be paying
To come in this crusty ass club if I wasn't playing
He's like 'I'll put you the fuck out'
And when you put your word like that it's like third strike black you struck out
His man tried to rush me from behind Chaps stuck out a size nine
Seen him trip face first into the line
Cats is cowards with no spine and they power tripping too
The next level is the violence so what y'all niggaz wanna

Hook>
Work it out
We should try to work it out
People lie, people cry, people die to work it out
Read the book, pray to god
Look inside to work it out
We should try to work it out
Yo what y'all ladies wanna do
Work it out
To get fly she work it out
People lie, people cry, people die to work it out
Read the book, pray to god
Look inside to work it out
Show the love
Lose the hate
Work it out
Work it out

2nd Verse>
Peolpe placed in situations they can't take and what they facing
Is the trials and tribulations to make them say the lords forsaken them
Their loved ones intervening but they always blaming them
For problems 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 think the proof that they man love them is they beating on them
Keep sleeping on them soon they partner creeping on them
Committing crimes of passion they in caskets mother weeping on them
With her head in her hands
There's only one thing that the dead understand that it's better to be alive
Now what you gonna do stick your head in the sand
You probably the type to fall for anything and take that instead of a stand
Now that's a mouse instead of a man
I cherish my role as the head of my fam
And on the road I meet incredible fans
I rock with singers an a DJ instead of a band we at a theatre near you
So what y'all niggaz wanna do

Hook>

3rd Verse>
Stay civilized when they try to kill my high I try to think through problems
Bring honesty to rap like Cam'ron brought the pink to Harlem
You could be on the brink to stardom and suddenly you sink to bottom
Tell the truth about the war and suddenly you linked Saddam
Hate the topic but the closet people get to patriotic
Is red bull white vodka mixed with the straight hypnotic
Paper prophets sell the revolution so they make a profit
Trust they got it fucked up with your taxes started making rockets
Take it off the top like politicians speaking proper diction
Stuffing dollars in they britches like they do a lotta stripping
Got the top position bitching about the quality of life
All that bullshit get exposed as soon as Kweli sees the mic
They cutting down the tree of life the sun rays is running out
The babies ain't eating right so the guns keep coming out
See how they play the streets an night slap the taste out your mouth
To show you what they work about
So what y'all niggaz want to do

Hook>

Letra Work It Out de Talib Kweli en español (traducción)



Verso 1>
La temperatura tiene ánimos quema personas sudan cuando el clima caliente
Sostienen y ellos se preocupan mucho entonces creó la trama
Para ir abriendo el bloque
Si los proveedores son o no la sangre es roja en la cuneta
La música es mi pan de cada día
Me dieron un show en Brooklyn causa del gueto nos aman
Tirado en la camioneta de Mtulu estoy complació hasta estoy fresco como mierda
Seguridad tropezar en mi béisbol promotor sombrero sabía lo que pasa
Plus Chaps tenían unos shorts de mezclilla y camiseta blanca y
Le dije al portero que se causa una falta de respeto 'como usted que trabaja
I no es un Custy o un mecenas y confía en mí que nadie tendría que pagar
Para entrar en este club culo crujiente si yo no estaba jugando
Es como "Voy a poner usted a la mierda '
Y cuando usted pone su palabra como que es como negro tercer strike golpeaste a cabo
Su hombre trató de correr desde atrás Chaps sacó un tamaño de nueve
Visto lo dispare la cara por primera vez en la línea
Los gatos son cobardes sin columna vertebral y que el poder de disparo demasiado
El siguiente nivel es la violencia, para lo que ustedes niggaz

Hook>
Resolverlo
Debemos tratar de resolverlo
La gente miente, la gente llora, la gente muere de resolverlo <





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