Текст песни Talib Kweli f Busta Rhymes, Jay-Z - Get By 12"
Talib Kweli f Busta Rhymes, Jay-Z - Get By 12" слова песни
* send corrections to the typist[Talib Kweli]Yeah, KweliYe-ye-ye-ye-ye yeah get backClassic Brooklyn, let`s goWe sell crack to our own, nigga I`m back in the zoneMy passionate poems got the feds tappin my phonesIt`s like Timothy McVeigh, they say I`m actin aloneI got a whole team that`ll put a gat to your domeTo get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get byYo this remix is hot, we only dealin with the live hip hopYo get by, get back nigga (Roc)[Jay-Z]Just to get byNigga I sold coke, nigga I pushed lahCarried a fo`fiveClaimed I was ready to diePromised never to cryHeld it all insideReality was too much to take so IKept my mind flySlimmed for most of mineSoon as I closed my eyesThen I woke up behindNigga either I throw it up, these ninesOr blow up with rhymesThe best flow of mines is like blow up on lines of coke upAnd your folks think Hov` just wrote stuff to rhymeNah, I`ma poster for what happened seein your momsDoin five dollars worth to work just to get a dimeSo pardon my dispositionWhy 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 youSorry Ms. Jackson but I`m packin[Hook: Talib Kweli + background singers]This morning I woke upFeelin brand new and I, I jumped upFeelin my highs and my lowsIn my soul, and my goalsJust to stop smoking and stop drinkinBut I been thinkin I got my reasonsJust to get by, just to get byJust to get (by), just to get(everybody get your hands in the sky, it go)[background singers]bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dahBah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah[Talib Kweli]Just to get by, just to get byJust to get by(...hands in the sky, it go)[background singers]bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dahbah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah[Talib Kweli]Just to get by, just to get by(Talib Kweli) Just to get byWe keep it gangsta, stay `fo shizzle`, `fo sheezy`To set the tide to the violence on the TV during the warKillin each other is easy, there`s war and liquor for fallen niggas Believeme, it`s ghetto love, I bet you seen it all befo`Just to get by, my people we get flyMy people we get high, fillin cigars with the lahNigga come on, even Jesus was stoned before receivin the throneI said to rest in peace and leave us alone[Busta Rhymes]Back in the days we was used to doin the shitI can`t call it all in the streetsWe was hustlin fiends that asked for itI guess I was used to just standin on cornersWaitin for paper bags with bundles of crackHopin the week was good so I could get money backTo get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get byWhen I was stressed I possessed a side of my strengthThat made me angry and bleedWith the frustration havin me smokin Newports and weedTo get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get byThose be the times when I try to relyOn my niggas and street motherfuckersAnd reach out to wifey and then I place a call on my motherTo 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 guessinYou had to go and study your lessonsAnd know your math in the building recession to get by