Kunci: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Em
Yeah, Kweli
Dm
Gm
Ye- ye- ye- ye- ye
Dm
Gm
yeah get back
Dm
Classic Brooklyn, let's go
Verse 2
Dm
We sell crack to our own,
nigga I'm back in the zone
My passionate poems got the feds
tapping my phones
It's like Timothy McVeigh, they
say I'm acting alone
I got a whole team that'll
put a gat to your dome
Em
To get by, just to get by,
Dm
Gm
just to get by, just to get by
we're only dealing with the live hip hop
Yo get by, get back nigga (Roc)
Verse 3
Em
F
Nigga I sold coke, nigga I pushed lah
Em
G
Carried a four five
Gm
Dm
Claimed I was ready to die
Promised never to cry
Held it all inside
Reality was too much to take so I
Dm
Gm
Soon as I closed my eyes
Nigga either I throw it up, these nines
Or blow up with rhymes
The best flow of mines is like
Em
blow up on lines of coke up
F
Dm
And your folks think Hov' just
Gm
Dm
wrote stuff to rhyme
Nah, I'm a poster for what
happened seeing your moms
Doing five dollars worth
to work just to get a dime
Em
So pardon my disposition
F
Dm
Why should I listen to a system
Em
G
Gm
that never listened to me?
Dm
Picture me working McDonald's
(uh uh)
I'd rather pull a mac on you
Sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packing
Verse 4
Dm
E
This morning I woke up
Em
F
Dm
Feeling brand new and I,
Dm
Feeling my highs and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Em
Just to stop smoking and stop drinking
Dm
Gm
But I've been thinking I got my reasons
Dm
Just to get by, just to get by
Just to get (by), just to
get
(everybody gets your hands in the sky,
it go)
Verse 5
Dm
Em
Dm
bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
Em
Gm
Dm
Bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah
Verse 6
Dm
Just to get by, just to get by
Just to get by
(...hands in the sky, it go)
Verse 7
Dm
Em
F
bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
Dm
bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah
Verse 8
Just to get by,
just to get by
(Talib Kweli) Just to get by
Verse 9
Em
stay 'for shizzle', 'for sheezy'
F
Desensitize to the violence on
Dm
Em
Gm
the TV during the war
Dm
Gm
Dm
Killing each other is easy,
there's war and liquor for fallen niggas
Believe me,
it's ghetto libations seen it all before
Em
Just to get by, my people we get fly
Dm
My people we get high,
F
Dm
Gm
filling cigars with the lah
even Jesus was stoned before receiving the throne
I said to rest in peace to Nina Simone
Back in the days we was used to doing the shit
Verse 10
it all in the streets
We was hustling fiends that asked for it
I guess I was used to
just standing on corners
Em
Waiting for paper bags
Dm
so I could get money back
To get by, just to get by, just to get by,
Dm
When I was stressed I possessed
a side of my strength
That made me angry and bleed
With the frustration having me
smoking 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
Em
On my niggas and street motherfuckers
Dm
And reach out to wife 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
Em
acting stupid and guessing
You had to go and study
And know your math in the building
Interlude 1
recession to get by
Dm
Em
F
Dm
Em
Dm
Verse 11
Dm
Em
This morning I woke up
Dm
Feeling brand new and I,
Em
Dm
I jumped up
Feeling my highs and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Em
Just to stop smoking and stop drinking
Dm
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)
Verse 12
Dm
bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah dah
bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah
Verse 13
Dm
Some people try to be fly
They fake and they lie
Em
Dm
They snakes'll see the hate in their eyes
Look at the sky to survive
People try to get by
Fighting force, slice of the pie
Trying to eat and be high
How you know you really alive if you
Em
don't reach for the sky?
Dm
Your eyes keep on the prize
Em
G
Dm
What you seek and you'll find
Who's the realest niggas? that we
let people decide
Who keeping it live?
Brooklyn got the key to the ride,
Some people try to be fly
Dm
They fake and they lie
Dm
They snakes'll see the hate in their eyes
Look at the sky to survive
People try to get by
Fighting force, slice of the pie
Trying 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
Outro 1
What you seek and you'll find
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