Luyện nghe bài hát Get By (featvanya)

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

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

We up in the ghetto, were summer times short
Straight action, you don't stop for a
use crime 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 never enough
Most ain't no choice but to hustle
Sum break down the going gets tough

Deep in the mind, there's all kinds of people
Minorities still struggle to be
So many characters, for 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
Most cave in to the devil, the wrong path
Sum kept their faith, and pray for a miracle

stars emerge from the curb
Upper coming MCs to be heard
Boy then, they searchin' for the Chile bird
Fuck, talk, murder and they live by there
Shoters keep the going round
Kids go astray, most get found
I've noticed, a ghetto in every town
And the skies are empty, 'cuz the stars are on the

I'm lost, look up at the sky
Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I get by
I'm lost, asking myself 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 kiddies, with real life guns
And real life muvas loose, real life
Gang wars on the dark Flore seasons
Beef after beef, to be the top geezers
Big arm slash, hit the bricks
Ghetto brudas, gotta maintain reps

What's that all about, I ask my before I swing
time, I'm beefing ova any little fing
Beef in any area, region of tha
My ghetto of mind, makes me prone to hostility
To mah bredrins locked up, to mah young baby
Each and every crew and color, sistas and brudas
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
Sometimes I to cry
up at the sky, get by