Lyrics:

Bitch
Why you tryna step to me
You can't handle all a' me
This right here's a tiny slice
Play the game, lose fast, 'cause I rigged the dice

How you gon' talk about wasting time
'Cause you right here is wastin' mine
Dumb muthafucka tryna get ahead
Crossin' with me is gon' leave ya dead (uh)

Gonna work it out (uh)
Better work it out  (yeah)
(Uh) Gonna work it out
Hold up, lemme get to stompin' Imma work this out (ooh)

What?
Dummy, y'r still here
Thought the first verse was crystal clear
Get the hell out my face, Imma rock the track
Y'r a loser ass poser, whole shit is WHACK

Takin' care of biz is what we do
And biz be stompin' when it comes to you
Got my fit, got my kicks, Imma keep it rockin'
Better get yourself out just keep on walkin' (OOH!)

Yeah, gonna work it out
(Uh) Gonna work it out (yeah)
(Uh) Gonna work it out

Bitch.

Work It Out

Artist
Work is a Form of Catharsis
To Get in Touch With the Primordial
Dropping With an Ooze
Even When m00t

I compose music for fun, I have not had any formal training. I find it very rewarding to finish pieces and share them, I hope you enjoy some of my work!

Work It Out

David