Luyện nghe bài hát Get By (featvanya)

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

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

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

Deep in the mind, all kinds of different people
Minorities still to be equal
So characters, for main 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 miserable
Most cave in to the devil, took the wrong
Sum kept their faith, and still for a miracle

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

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

We up in the ghetto, saw real life pain
life struggle, with real life strain
Real life kiddies, with real guns
And real life loose, real life sons
wars irrupting 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 before I
More time, I'm beefing ova any little
Beef in any area, of tha vicinity
My frame of mind, makes me prone to hostility
To mah locked up, to mah young baby muvas
Each and every crew and color, ghetto and brudas
If you you from the slums, keep repping no doubt
Stay if you must, just remember to get out

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

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