Nhạc sĩ: Talib Kweli, Nina Simone
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Yeah.
Yeah.
Just to give out, just to give out, just to give out.
We commute to computers, spirits, they muse
while your eagles spread rumors.
We survivalists turn to consumers
Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
I said why some people gotta live in a trailer
Cause like a sailor I paint a picture with a pen like Norman Miller
Me and Quella raised three daughters all by herself
With no help, I think about the 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 n***a called me out
Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
Do or die like best stars, see the red sky off the window of the red island
The lead blouse, the G-wrap, sh** living the lead dive
This morning, I woke up feeling brand new
I jumped up feeling my highs and my lows
And my soles and my goals
Just to stop smoking and stop drinking
What I've been thinking, I got my reasons
Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
We keep it gangster, safer, shizzle for sheezy and stay cronk
It's easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees and we stay drunk
Y'all are activism, attacking the system the blacks and Latins are prison
Numbers imprison, they victim blackened the vision *
And all they got is rapping to listen to
I let them know we missing you
Your love is unconditional
Even when the condition is critical
When the living is miserable
Your position is pivotal
We're able to get 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
The people get breasted
Hands went down
Penis enlarged
It's Saturday, Sunday
Sunday morning
At the feet of the father
They need something to rely on
We get high on the types of drugs
When all you really need is love
To get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
My parents sing like John Lennon
Imagine all the people watching
We rock like Paul McCartney
From now until the last beat
We drop water
This morning
I woke up
Feeling brand new
And I jumped up
Feeling my highs
And my lows
And my sores
And my goals
Just to stop smoking
And stop drinking
Today I'm thinking
I got my reasons
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Some people cry
And some people try
Just to get by
For a piece of the pie
We love to eat and get high
We deceive and we lie
And we keep on the fly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
When the people decide
To keep up the sky
You can't see the eyes
See the evil inside
The best people you find
Stronger people than mine
I stay beating the side
Yo, yo
Some people cry
Some people try
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
For a piece of the pie
We love to eat and get high
We deceive and we lie
And we keep on the fly
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
When the people decide
To keep up the skies
You can't see the eyes
See the evil inside
The best people you find
Stronger people than mine
I stay beating the side
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Some people cry
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by
Just to get by