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  • Talib Kweli »

    Talib Kweli Get By (Remix) текст песни

    Get By (Remix)

    [Talib Kweli]
    Yeah, Kweli
    Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye yeah get back
    Classic Brooklyn, let’s go

    We sell crack to our own, nigga I’m back in the zone
    My passionate poems got the feds tappin my phones
    It’s like Timothy McVeigh, they say I’m actin alone
    I got a whole team that’ll put a gat to your dome
    To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
    Yo this remix is hot, we only dealin with the live hip hop
    Yo get by, get back nigga (Roc)

    [Jay-Z]
    Just to get by
    Nigga I sold coke, nigga I pushed lah
    Carried a fo’five
    Claimed I was ready to die
    Promised never to cry
    Held it all inside
    Reality was too much to take so I
    Kept my mind fly
    Slimmed for most of mine
    Soon as I closed my eyes
    Then I woke up behind
    Nigga either I throw it up, these nines
    Or blow up with rhymes
    The best flow of mines is like blow up on lines of coke up
    And your folks think Hov’ just wrote stuff to rhyme
    Nah, I’ma poster for what happened seein your moms
    Doin five dollars worth to work just to get a dime
    So pardon my disposition
    Why should I listen to a system that never listened to me?
    Picture me working McDonald’s (uh uh)
    I’d rather pull a mac on you
    Sorry Ms. Jackson but I’m packin

    [Hook: Talib Kweli + background singers]
    This morning I woke up
    Feelin brand new and I, I jumped up
    Feelin my highs and my lows
    In my soul, and my goals
    Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin
    But I been thinkin I got my reasons
    Just to get by, just to get by
    Just to get (by), just to get
    (everybody get your hands in the sky, it go)

    [background singers]
    bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
    Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah

    [Talib Kweli]
    Just to get by, just to get by
    Just to get by
    (…hands in the sky, it go)

    [background singers]
    bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
    bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah

    [Talib Kweli]
    Just to get by, just to get by
    (Talib Kweli) Just to get by

    We keep it gangsta, stay ‘fo shizzle’, ‘fo sheezy’
    To set the tide to the violence on the TV during the war
    Killin each other is easy, there’s war and liquor for fallen niggas Believe
    me, it’s ghetto love, I bet you seen it all befo’
    Just to get by, my people we get fly
    My people we get high, fillin cigars with the lah
    Nigga come on, even Jesus was stoned before receivin the throne
    I said to rest in peace and leave us alone

    [Busta Rhymes]
    Back in the days we was used to doin the shit
    I can’t call it all in the streets
    We was hustlin fiends that asked for it
    I guess I was used to just standin on corners
    Waitin for paper bags with bundles of crack
    Hopin the week was good so I could get money back
    To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
    When I was stressed I possessed a side of my strength
    That made me angry and bleed
    With the frustration havin me smokin Newports and weed
    To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
    Those be the times when I try to rely
    On my niggas and street motherfuckers
    And reach out to wifey and then I place a call on my mother
    To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
    (Hey yo mom pick up the phone, I g- I gotta to talk to you ma)
    If you was (??) sentenced ‘stead of actin stupid and guessin
    You had to go and study your lessons
    And know your math in the building recession to get by

    [Hook: Talib Kweli + background singers]
    This morning I woke up
    Feelin brand new and I, I jumped up
    Feelin my highs and my lows
    In my soul, and my goals
    Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin
    But I been thinkin I got my reasons
    Just to get (get), just to get (get)
    Just to get (get), just to get (get buh buh buh bye bye)

    [background singers repeat in the background]
    bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
    bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah

    [Talib Kweli]
    Some people try to be fly
    They fake and they lie
    They snakes’ll see the hate in their eyes
    Look at the sky to survive
    People try to get by
    Fightin force, slice of the pie
    Tryin to eat and be high
    How you know you really alive if you don’t reach for the sky?
    Your eyes keep on the prize
    What you seek and you’ll find
    Who’s the realest niggas? that we let people decide
    Who keepin it live?
    Brooklyn got the key to the ride, c’mon
    Some people try to be fly
    They fake and they lie
    They snakes’ll see the hate in their eyes
    Look at the sky to survive
    People try to get by
    Fightin force, slice of the pie
    Tryin to eat and be high
    How you know you really alive if you don’t reach for the sky?
    Your eyes keep on the prize
    What you seek and you’ll find
    Who’s the realest niggas? that we let people decide
    Who keepin it live?
    Brooklyn got the key to the ride, c’mon



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