[Talib Kweli]

Yeah, Kweli

Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye yeah get back

Classic Brooklyn, let's go



We sell crack to our own, nigga I'm back in the zone

My passionate poems got the feds tappin my phones

It's like Timothy McVeigh, they say I'm actin alone

I got a whole team that'll put a gat to your dome

To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by

Yo this remix is hot, we only dealin with the live hip hop

Yo get by, get back nigga (Roc)



[Jay-Z]

Just to get by

Nigga I sold coke, nigga I pushed lah

Carried a fo'five

Claimed I was ready to die

Promised never to cry

Held it all inside

Reality was too much to take so I

Kept my mind fly

Slimmed for most of mine

Soon as I closed my eyes

Then I woke up behind

Nigga either I throw it up, these nines

Or blow up with rhymes

The best flow of mines is like blow up on lines of coke up

And your folks think Hov' just wrote stuff to rhyme

Nah, I'ma poster for what happened seein your moms

Doin five dollars worth to work just to get a dime

So pardon my disposition

Why should I listen to a system that never listened to me?

Picture me working McDonald's (uh uh)

I'd rather pull a mac on you

Sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packin



[Hook: Talib Kweli background singers]

This morning I woke up

Feelin brand new and I, I jumped up

Feelin my highs and my lows

In my soul, and my goals

Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin

But I been thinkin I got my reasons

Just to get by, just to get by

Just to get (by), just to get

(everybody get your hands in the sky, it go)



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