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[Verse 1]
[Am]Yeah[Bm], Kweli
[Am]Ye- [Dm]ye- ye- ye- ye
yeah get [Am]back[Dm]
[Am]Classic Brooklyn, let's go

[Verse 2]
[Am]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
To get by, just to get [Bm]by,
just to get [Am]by, just to get [Dm]by
Yo this remix is [Am]hot,
we're only dealing with the live hip hop
Yo get by, get back nigga (Roc)

[Verse 3]
Just to get [Am]by
Nigga I sold [Bm]coke, nigga I pushed [C]lah
[Bm]Carried a four five[D]
Claimed [Dm]I was ready to [Am]die
Promised never to cry
Held it all inside
Reality was too much to take so I
Kept my mind [Bm]fly
Slimmed for most of [C]mine
Soon as I [Am]closed [Dm]my eyes
Then I woke up be[Am]hind
Nigga either I throw it up, these nines
Or blow up with rhymes
The best flow of mines is like
blow up [Bm]on lines of coke up
And [C]your folks think [Am]Hov' just
[Dm]wrote stuff to [Am]rhyme
Nah, I'm a poster for what
happened seeing your moms
Doing five dollars worth
to work just to get a dime
So pardon my dispos[Bm]ition
Why should [C]I listen [Am]to a system
[Bm]that nev[D]er [Dm]listened to me?
[Am]Picture me working McDonald's
(uh uh)
I'd rather pull a mac on you
Sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packing

[Verse 4]
This [Am]morning I woke [B]up
[Bm]Feeling brand [C]new [Am]and I,
I jumped [Dm]up
Feeling [Am]my highs and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking and stop [Bm]drinking
But I've been [Am]thinking I got my [Dm]reasons
Just to get [Am]by, just to get by
Just to get (by), just to
get
(everybody gets your hands in the sky,
it go)

[Verse 5]
[Am]bah dah bah [Bm]dah, bah d[Am]ah bah dah
Bah dah [Bm]bah [Dm]dah, b[Am]ah dah bah daaah

[Verse 6]
Just to get [Am]by, just to get by
Just to get by
(...hands in the sky, it go)

[Verse 7]
bah dah [Am]bah [Bm]dah, bah dah bah d[C]ah
[Am]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]
We keep it [Am]gangster,
stay [Bm]'for shizzle', 'for sheezy'
Desensitize to the viol[C]ence on
[Am]the TV [Bm]during the [Dm]war
[Am]Killing [Dm]each other is [Am]easy,
there's war and liquor for fallen niggas
Believe me,
it's ghetto libations seen it all before
Just to get by, my people we get [Bm]fly
My people we get [Am]high,
[C]filling ci[Am]gars with the [Dm]lah
[Am]Nigga come on,
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]
I can't [Am]call
it all in the streets
We was hustling fiends that asked for it
I guess I was used to
just standing on corners
Waiting for pa[Bm]per bags
with bundles of [Am]crack
Hoping the [C]week was good
so [Am]I could get money back
To get by, just to get by, just to get by,
[Dm]just to get by
When I was [Am]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
On my niggas an[Bm]d street motherfuckers
And reach out [Am]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
acting stupid [Bm]and guessing
You had to go and study
[Am]your lessons
And know your math in the building

[Interlude 1]
recession to get by
[Am]
[Bm][C][Am][Bm][Am]

[Verse 11]
This [Am]morning I woke [Bm]up
Feeling brand [Am]new and I,
[Bm]I jump[Am]ed up
Feeling my highs and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking and stop [Bm]drinking
But I been [Am]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]
bah dah [Am]bah dah, bah dah bah dah
bah dah bah dah, bah dah bah daaah

[Verse 13]
Some people [Am]try to be fly
They fake and they lie
They [Bm]snakes'll see the [Am]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 [Bm]reach for the sky?
Your [Am]eyes keep on the prize
[Bm]What you [D]seek and [Am]you'll find
Who's the realest niggas? that we
let people decide
Who keeping it live?
Brooklyn got the key to the ride,
c'[Am]mon
Some people try to be fly
They [Am]fake and they lie
They snakes'll see the hate in [Am]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