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| "Get By" Written by Talib Kweli, Kanye West, with sample of "Sinnerman" by Nina Simone We sell, crack to our own Out the back of our homes We smell the musk of the dusk In the crack of the dawn We go through episodes too Like Attack of the Clones Work 'til we break our back And you hear the crack of the bone We're gonna get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by We commute to computers Spirits stay mute While you egos spread rumors We survivalists turned to consumers Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by Ask Him why some people Got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor I paint a picture with the pen Like Norman Mailer Mi abuela raised three daughters All by herself with no help I think about her struggle And I find the strength in myself These words, melt in my mouth They hot, like the jail cell in the South Before my nigga CORE bailed me out To get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by We do or die like Bed-Stuy Through the red sky With the window of the red eye Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit Living to Let Die This morning, I woke up Feeling brand new, I jumped up Feeling my highs and my lows In my soul and my goals Just to stop smoking and stop drinking I've been thinking, I've got my reasons Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by We keeping it gangster say fo shizzle Fo sheezy and staying crunk It's easy to pull a breezy Smoke trees and we stay drunk Yo, I activism - attacking the system The Blacks and Latins in prison Numbers have risen, they're victims Lacking the vision Shit and all they got is rapping to listen to I let them know we missing you The love is unconditional Even when the condition is critical When the living is miserable Your position is pivotal I ain't bullshitting you Now, why would I lie? Just to get by? Just to get by, we get fly The TV got us reaching for stars Not the ones between Venus and Mars The ones that be reading for parts Some people get breast enhancements And penis enlargers Saturday sinners, Sunday morning At the feet of the Father They need something to rely on We get high on all types of drug When, all you really need is love To get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by Our parents sing like John Lennon Imagine all the people watch We rock like Paul McCartney From now until the last Beatle drop This morning, I woke up Feeling brand new, I jumped up Feeling my highs and my lows In my soul and my goals Just to stop smoking and stop drinking I've been thinking, I've got my reasons Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by, just to get by Yoyoyo, yo Some people cry, and some people try Just to get by, for a piece of the pie You love to eat and get high We deceive when we lie And we keeping it fly When, the people decide To keep a disguise Can't see they eyes, see the evil inside But there's people you find Strong or feeble in mind I stay reading the signs Yo, yo Some people cry, some people try Just to get by, for a piece of the pie You love to eat and get high We deceive when we lie And we keeping it fly When, the people decide To keep a disguise Can't see they eyes, see the evil inside But there's people you find Strong or feeble in mind I stay reading the signs |    |
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