Luyện nghe bài hát Get By (featvanya)

To each and kind
(London ghetto, ghetto)
ghetto frame of mind
(Manchester ghetto, ghetto)
To each and every
(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 every
rasket, with a ghetto frame of mind
yo

We up in the ghetto, were summer times short
Straight action, you stop for a thought
Most use as the way to pay the bills
The unlucky ones end up caught
We grew up in the ghetto, were the gets rough
Our money's been around, but it's been enough
Most ain't given no but to hustle
Sum down when the going gets tough

Deep in the mind, there's all kinds of different
still struggle to be equal
So characters, for main tacks
The good, the bad, the ugly, and the
in the manna where the poverty's visible
There's not a lot sweet, so most miserable
cave in to the devil, took the wrong path
Sum their faith, and still pray for a miracle

Sucker stars from the curb
Upper coming MCs struggle to be
Boy then, they searchin' for the Chile bird
Fuck, talk, murder and live by there word
keep the money going round
Kids go astray, most never get
I've noticed, there's a ghetto in town
And the skies are empty, 'cuz the 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 to cry, but somehow I still get by

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

What's that all about, I ask my before I swing
More time, I'm beefing ova any little
Beef in any area, of tha vicinity
My ghetto frame of mind, makes me to hostility
To mah bredrins up, to mah young baby muvas
Each and every and color, ghetto sistas and brudas
If you know you from the slums, repping 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
I'm lost, asking myself why
Sometimes I feel to cry, but I still get by

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