Get By Side B (Remix)

[Intro: Talib Kweli] Yeah, (Kweli) get by, I get back Classic Brooklyn Yeah, let's go, Kanye West [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] We sell crack to our own nigga I'm back in the zone My passionate poems got the feds tappin' my phone It's like Timothy McVeigh, they say I acted 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) [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Just to get by, nigga, I sold coke, nigga, I pushed lah Carried a four-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 fried, slept for most of mine Soon as I closed my eyes, then I woke up behind Thinking either I load up these nines, or blow up with rhymes ‘Cause this flow of mine is like blow up, but lines of coca And your folks think Hov' just wrote stuff to rhyme Nah, I'm a poster from what happens seeing your moms Doing five dollars worth of 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 (Yeah, yeah) I'd rather pull a MAC on you (Ugh, yeah) Sorry, Ms. Jackson, but I'm packin', bye! [Chorus: background singers & Talib Kweli] This morning I woke up Feelin brand new, I jumped up Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul, and my goals Just to stop smokin' 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 by Everybody, throw your hands in the sky, it go (C'mon, yeah, c'mon, get by, just to get by, just to get by, hands in the sky it go) Ladies and gentlemen You now rocking with the best (Big Snoop Dogg) (Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by) Talib Kweli (by-by) [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] (Fo' 'sho!) My nigga Big D from the Westside 6-0's Said he need to holla 'cause he had some info Well bring it to me, swing it to me, with a quickness You know how we get down on the east side of town It seems like a mighty long, a brotha' gotta' keep it strong Fighting through the system that's designed to kill me 'Cuz, will you? 'Cause you know that we will be Making folky shit until it's time to dip Eastside, Rollin 20 Crip, that's the set that I bang with It's 2003 and I still go through the same shit I went through a decade ago, I made it so It should be different, but it ain't So let's just kick it and twisted, c'mon [Chorus: Talib Kweli & Snoop Dogg] Just to get by (Yeah, don't stop) (I can go on and on) (Ha-ha-ha) [Verse 3: Talib Kweli] We keep it gangsta, say 'fo shizzle', 'fo sheezy' Desensitized to the violence on the TV during the war Killin' each other is easy, its pourin' liquor for fallen niggas Believe me, it's ghetto libation, seen it all before Just to get by, my people, we get fly My people, we get high, fillin' cigars with the lah Nigga, come on! Even Jesus was stoned Before receivin' the throne I send a rest in peace to Nina Simone [Verse 4: Busta Rhymes] Guess I was used to just standin' on corners Waitin' for paper bags with bundles of crack Hopin' the week was good, so I could get money back When I was stressed I possessed a side of my strength That made me angry and bleed With the frustration havin' me smokin' Newports and weed 'Cause when I would rely on my niggas and street mothafuckas And reach out to wifey, and then I place a call on my mother (To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by) *Ayo, Mom, pick up the phone, I gotta to talk to you, Ma* If you was five percent instead of actin' stupid and guessin' You had to go and study your lessons And know your math in the building in session (To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by) Fuck around, you get your ass beat for not studying, nigga Before grabbin' the mic before, we used to scream through a speaker Before hustling crack, we quickly got with hustling reefer Take a look at niggas seeing shit, I don't understand And it's funny the way you compromise yourself as a man to get by [Chorus: background singers & Busta Rhymes] This morning I woke up (Damn) (Talib, these niggas is crazy) Feelin brand new, I jumped up Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul, and my goals Just to stop smokin' and stop drinkin' But I been thinkin' I got my reasons Just to get (get), just to get (get) Just to get (get) Just to get (get) [Verse 5: Talib Kweli] Some people try to be fly They faking, they lie They snakes'll see the hate in they eyes Look at the sky to survive People try to get by Fighting for a slice of the pie Trying to eat and be high How you know you really alive if you don't reach for the sky? Your eyes, you keep on the prize What you seek, you will find Who the realest niggas? That, we let people decide Who keeping it live, Brooklyn got the key to the ride, c'mon [Outro: Talib Kweli] Some people try to be fly They faking, they lie They snakes'll see the hate in they eyes Look at the sky to survive People try to get by Fighting for a slice of the pie Trying to eat and be high How you know you really alive if you don't reach for the sky? Your eyes, you keep on the prize What you seek, you will find Who the realest niggas? That, we let people decide Who keeping it live, Brooklyn got the key to the ride, c'mon