GET BY (REMIX) by TALIB KWELI lets see its happening everyday yall (right now) everyday (right now) (right now) Good morning vietnam! [Mos Def] listen! brookly wins again its the star its the bush them niggas again ta kweli, mighty definate start on the guest lot kanye or that dope man of hiphop now lets rock and roll out niggas my whole town niggas i get it good in your hood so slow down niggas watch the speed dawg mind your pedal and ease off or screech off assume a collision course with these walls. Bam! dont move dont play dont lose dont sleep life passin life flashing life happens that fast pardon done black hands are not rare black guns are not fair dying wish is to touch the air seeking heaven, it wasnt here eyes will not see another year its another day its the same fight dip around sound of bell mix it up in victory and live it up the beat it get.. prison have you locked down so get back and get it up get offa queer street and get with us it get clear where we get it from the heart from the people from the top from the deep from the cut from the street from my soul to the mic to the essence said in my absence you feel the presence exactly, i make contact for shorter emcees me and mine we dont just get by we get free lets go [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 Slept for most of mine Soon as I closed my eyes Then I woke up behind thinkin either i load up these nines Or blow up with rhymes cuz this flow of mine's like blow up on lines of coca 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 [Kanye West] they say im back in, wait to get em some more piano flow, its like a michael angelo. painted a portrait of mia angelo and gave it to a sick poet for an antidote if music gets you choked up this is the tree and a rope this is chi nigga i mix to all of that fuck a map lets put this bitch on an almanac lights what they hittin for blacks what you sittin on tracks that you spittin on rep till we get it on and dont let nobody with the power to sign ever tell you you aint have the power to rhyme they used to tell me tough it up put some bass in your voice they used to tell me lighten up put some mase in your voice lord willin i aint killed nobody but i have a feeling this album that im going to make a killing or not a shilling this is love it or hate it music but at least we made it music and we didnt make the industry this is going to be interesting this ll be the end of me or im fittin to be an entity kanye, jay-z, mos def, and kweli we are not making songs anymore we are making history. [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 (by) [background singers] bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah [Talib Kweli] bu bu bu by by by Just to get by, just to get by Just to get by [background singers] Just to get by 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 bu bu bu by by by We keep it gangsta, say 'fo shizzle', 'fo sheezy' desensitized to the violence on the TV during the war Killin each other is easy as pourin liquor for fallen niggas Believe me, it's ghetto *love < not said*, 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 five percent instead 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] (clapping with the beat) 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 , just to get Just to get, just to get ( byeeeeeee) [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 [ www.dailyrics.com ] GETBY(REMIX) by TALIBKWELI