Work It Out
Kanye West Lyrics


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No matter how many times I've tried to you
I can't lie to you, I can't lie to you
I never lied to you I can't
Can't lie y'all, he disrespected y'all
No matter how times I've tried to you
I can't lie to you, I can't lie to you, I can't

Uh, just like a nigga, go figure
Some shit they said they might never figure
Mo' figures, more hating ass niggas
Mo' commas, more hating ass problems

No matter how much I've tried
No matter how much I try
Can't lie to you, I can't lie to you, uh
No matter how many times I've
No matter how many rhymes I've
I got it all in my mind
I got it all in my mind, and
I can't lie to you
(No matter how many times I've tried)
I can't, I can't lie to you
I can't, I can't lie to you

Coming from the back block, posted like a backdrop
Rags to the riches, got rich and bought the rack top
Lot of homies died here, look at what the grind did
Put me in the same shoes, still do what Shyne did
More bitches, more bitches, more riches
They don't want no broke niggas
But don't call them gold diggers
I don't know, I don't know, why I ain't get the picture?
Why Cosby slipped her?
Why I fucked 'em both when they said they sisters?
Why Eazy ain't have the Magic?
Why AI never won a 'ship?
And why God took Max and Chinx
And he ain't take me when I got hit?

No matter how much I've tried
No matter how much I try
Can't lie to you, I can't lie to you, uh
No matter how many times I've
No matter how many rhymes I've
I got it all in my mind
I got it all in my mind, and
I can't lie to you
(No matter how many times I've tried)
I can't, I can't lie to you
I can't, I can't lie to you

Beyond Pérignon, the fame, the money
The Baccarat crystal that's hanging from the ceilings above me
Hearing people whisper, screaming I'm lucky but trust me
Nothing come free, shawty tried to keep my son from me
Or I could be delirious to take life serious
Remain single forever, can't wife nothing, period
I'm a G, I need privacy, media's never kind to me
Niggas beefing on small time things, we on a dying spree
He disrespected y'all
Just like a nigga, go figure
He talking reckless, yo
I can't accept it, yo
No matter how much I've tried
For the love of my people, I guess I'll let it go
I can't figure it out

No matter how much I try
Can't lie to you, I can't lie to you, uh
No matter how many times I've
No matter how many rhymes I've
I got it all in my mind
I got it all in my mind, and
I can't lie to you
(No matter how many times I've tried)




I can't, I can't lie to you
I can't, I can't lie to you

Overall Meaning

In Kanye West's song "Work It Out," the artist reflects on his struggles in life and relationships. He acknowledges that no matter how hard he tries, he can't seem to be truthful with the people around him. He admits to never lying to them before, but now he feels like he can't lie to them anymore. He explains how he's always been real with them and can't compromise his values by lying.


In the second verse, Kanye reflects on his past experiences and controversial figures and events. He questions why famous people like Bill Cosby, Eazy-E, and Allen Iverson faced scandals or misfortunes in their lives, while he has been lucky so far. He also admits to having slept with two women who claimed to be sisters. Kanye concludes the song by saying he can't figure out why some people talk and behave the way they do, but he's going to let things go for the sake of his people.


Overall, "Work It Out" is a reflective and introspective song about Kanye West's personal struggles with relationships and his past experiences.


Line by Line Meaning

No matter how many times I've tried to you
I've tried to be honest with you, but I keep failing


I can't lie to you, I can't lie to you
I can't fake the truth, I can't deceive you


I never lied to you I can't
I'm not a liar, I can't pretend to be someone I'm not


Can't lie y'all, he disrespected y'all
I can't lie to you guys, he insulted you


Uh, just like a nigga, go figure
Typical behavior of a man, no surprise there


Some shit they said they might never figure
Something that they claim they cannot understand forever


Mo' figures, more hating ass niggas
The more money you have, the more people will hate you for it


Mo' commas, more hating ass problems
The more wealth you accumulate, the more challenges you will face


Coming from the back block, posted like a backdrop
I am from a humble neighborhood and my background shapes my identity


Rags to the riches, got rich and bought the rack top
I came from poverty and worked hard to achieve success and buy a luxury car


Lot of homies died here, look at what the grind did
Many of my friends died in this neighborhood, and it shows the harsh reality of working hard


Put me in the same shoes, still do what Shyne did
If I were in a similar situation, I would do what the rapper Shyne did


More bitches, more bitches, more riches
The more women you have, the more wealth you can accumulate


They don't want no broke niggas
Women don't want to date men who have no money


But don't call them gold diggers
However, do not insult them by saying they only care about money


I don't know, I don't know, why I ain't get the picture?
I don't understand why I didn't realize something earlier


Why Cosby slipped her?
Why did Bill Cosby sexually assault her?


Why I fucked 'em both when they said they sisters?
Why did I have sex with two women who claimed to be siblings?


Why Eazy ain't have the Magic?
Why didn't Eazy-E get cured of AIDS like Magic Johnson?


Why AI never won a 'ship?
Why didn't Allen Iverson win a championship with his team?


And why God took Max and Chinx
Why did God let rappers Max and Chinx die?


And he ain't take me when I got hit?
And why didn't God take me when I was shot?


Beyond Pérignon, the fame, the money
Beyond the luxury champagne, the fame and wealth


The Baccarat crystal that's hanging from the ceilings above me
The high-end crystal glassware that decorates my home


Hearing people whisper, screaming I'm lucky but trust me
People gossip about my success and think it's just luck, but it's more than that


Nothing come free, shawty tried to keep my son from me
There's always a price to pay, even in relationships with family members


Or I could be delirious to take life serious
Maybe I'm crazy for taking life too seriously


Remain single forever, can't wife nothing, period
I prefer to stay single and can't commit to any woman


I'm a G, I need privacy, media's never kind to me
I'm a gangsta and require privacy, because the media always paints a negative picture of me


Niggas beefing on small time things, we on a dying spree
People are fighting over insignificant matters, while our community is facing bigger problems


He disrespected y'all
He insulted all of you


Just like a nigga, go figure
Typical male behavior, no surprise there


He talking reckless, yo
He's speaking out of line and without respect


I can't accept it, yo
I cannot tolerate this behavior


For the love of my people, I guess I'll let it go
To protect my community, I will forgive and move on


I can't figure it out
I cannot understand this situation




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Karim Kharbouch, Nasir Jones, Kanye Omari West

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0:00 Prelude - "Wassup girllls. I got a new workout plan"
0:46 Start Promo- "Girl you know I'ma video ho-fessional"
1:45 Training room
2:53 Interlude by Fonzworth Bentley
3:27 Back to the promo
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@benvillanobv

"At least a dude with a car" lol

@SpecsJigglypuff

Lol

@randommf3549

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@user-be8mz9if8p

Berlin + Kanye West =
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@dzamburger

why is the humor in this so modern
kanye always ahead of his time

@gimsix

Very true

@CHerbo773

or maybe, this is just humor in general lmao

@alphalax7747

No

@maulcs

I think you're just really young.

@moonhyper7607

reminds me of gta sa humor lol

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