Luyện nghe bài hát Get By (featvanya)

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

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

We grew up in the ghetto, were times short
action, you don't 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 been around, but it's 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
still struggle to be equal
So many characters, for tacks
The good, the bad, the ugly, and the
Deep in the manna where the visible
There's not a lot sweet, so most look
Most cave in to the devil, took the wrong
Sum their faith, and still pray for a miracle

Sucker stars emerge 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

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

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

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

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

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