Luyện nghe bài hát Get By (featvanya)

To and every kind
(London ghetto, ghetto)
Every ghetto of mind
(Manchester ghetto, ghetto)
To and every kind
(Leeds ghetto, ghetto)
Every frame of mind
(UK ghetto, London ghetto)

To each of kind
(North ghetto, West London ghetto)
With a ghetto frame of
(South ghetto)
To each and every
rasket, with a ghetto frame of mind
yo

We grew up in the ghetto, summer times short
Straight action, you stop for a thought
Most use crime as the way to pay the
The unlucky ones end up getting
We grew up in the ghetto, were the going gets
Our money's been around, but never been enough
Most ain't given no choice but to
Sum break when the going gets tough

in the mind, there's all kinds of different people
Minorities still struggle to be
So many characters, for tacks
The good, the bad, the ugly, and the
Deep in the where the poverty's visible
There's not a lot sweet, so most look
Most cave in to the devil, the wrong path
Sum kept faith, and still pray for a miracle

Sucker emerge from the curb
coming MCs struggle to be heard
Boy then, searchin' for the next Chile bird
Fuck, talk, murder and they by there word
Shoters keep the money round
Kids go astray, most never get
I've noticed, there's a ghetto in every
And the skies are empty, the stars are on the ground

I'm lost, look up at the sky
Sometimes I feel to cry, but I still get by
Sometimes I'm lost, asking why
Sometimes I feel to cry, but I still get by

We grew up in the ghetto, saw real life
Real life struggle, with real life
Real life kiddies, with real guns
And real life muvas loose, life sons
Gang wars on the dark Flore seasons
Beef beef, just to be the top geezers
Big arm slash, hit the bricks
Ghetto high brudas, gotta reps

What's that all about, I ask my self I swing
time, I'm beefing ova any little fing
Beef in any area, region of tha
My ghetto frame of mind, makes me prone to
To mah bredrins up, to mah young baby muvas
Each and every crew and color, ghetto sistas and
If you know you from the slums, keep no doubt
ghetto if you must, just remember to get out

Sometimes I'm lost, up at the sky
Sometimes I feel to cry, but I still get by
Sometimes I'm lost, asking why
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I get by

Sometimes I'm lost, up at the sky
I feel to cry
up at the sky, get by