Luyện nghe bài hát Get By (featvanya)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

that all about, I ask my self before I swing
More time, I'm beefing ova any fing
Beef in any area, region of tha
My ghetto frame of mind, me prone to hostility
To mah bredrins locked up, to mah young baby
Each and every and color, ghetto sistas and brudas
If you know you from the slums, 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
I feel to cry
up at the sky, get by