The Beat Brigade - Talk It Out lyrics

[Produced by The Beat Brigade] [Intro] Call me if you got a problem You could call me if you got a problem Call me if you got a problem You could call me if you got a problem [Hook] You could call me if you got a problem Oh you faithful, oh you grateful You could call me if you got a problem What we gon' do, what we gon' do, what we gon' do We, we, we gon' talk it out, talk it out (Talk it out, talk it out, talk it out, talk it out) If you got a problem (Talk it out, yeah) I'll walk through it with you I'll go through it with you We gon' talk it out [Verse 1] I heard you're struggling close but such a long yard When you're bagging groceries at Barnes & Long John's You're bagging Lucky Charms Luck ran away, your charm's gone Self-incrimination, self-hatred You tell yourself you can't make it You're deflated, the harm's done You need patience running away to San Diego karma Destined for greatness, don't be mistaken Cause if you miss while you're swinging, somebody else'll take it Hit it then run the bases on a daily basis Straight to first base, second, third, home plate it Just call me when you need some motivation It's motivating to me, that's my motive ain't it I got my umbrella God, I know it's close to raining You see me falling off sometimes when I'm supposed to be training Supposed to be, when I'm supposed to be training You see me falling off I'll call on God and I'll explain it [Hook] You could call me if you got a problem Oh you faithful, oh you grateful You could call me if you got a problem What we gon' do, what we gon' do, what we gon' do We, we, we gon' talk it out, talk it out (Talk it out, talk it out, talk it out, talk it out) If you got a problem (Talk it out, yeah) I'll walk through it with you I'll go through it with you We gon' talk it out [Verse 2] You just lost your best friend, they just went to heaven Got caught in a dead end, ran into a dead end Married to the M-O-B, they ain't show up to your wedding All that bullsh** you said went Took your hood credit, your chain, and your weapon You still rocking your bandana, ain't you You running them streets by yourself, ain't you You think you invincible cause how n***as raised you And by the night if they don't catch you, be grateful, they plot to paint you Your girlfriend's worried bout you, she call you like every thirty minutes Knowing you doing dirt digging holes and you might be buried in it Rather be a man than stand your ground and say you served and timid That's what matters the most They approach you with the toast and finish Rest in peace on the streets, it's a rivalry When I die get high for me, man please don't cry for me I don't see a future down the street is all that I can see They pulling up in their whip for revenge, no apologies [Hook] You could call me if you got a problem Oh you faithful, oh you grateful You could call me if you got a problem What we gon' do, what we gon' do, what we gon' do We, we, we gon' talk it out, talk it out (Talk it out, talk it out, talk it out, talk it out) If you got a problem (Talk it out, yeah) I'll walk through it with you I'll go through it with you We gon' talk it out