Get By chords by Talib Kweli

Intro:
|Am   Bm | C   Dm|
|Am    G | Am  G |


Verse 1:
       Am                           G
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
             Am                       G
We smell the musk of the dusk in the crack of the dawn
              Am                     G
We go through episodes too, like Attack of the Clones
              Am                              G
Work 'til we break our back, and you hear the crack of the bone
            Am              Bm              C               Dm
Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by

Verse 2:
                  Am                                  G
We commute to computers,  spirits stay mute while you egos spread rumors
          Am                      G
We're survivalists turned to consumers
            Am              Bm              C               Dm
Just to get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by

Verse 3:
            Am                            G
Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
  Am                                       G
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
          Am                               G
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
  Am                                        G
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
             Am                       G                           Am
These words,   melt in my mouth, they hot like a jail cell in the South
                    G
Before my nigga Cor' bailed me out
       Am               Bm              C               Dm
To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by

Verse 4:
           Am                             G
If you was born in New York City and you know you're fly
                Am                      G
then wave your hands in the air if you know, nigga

Hook:
     Am              G
This morning, I woke up
              Am            G
Feelin' brand new, I jumped up
            Am                  G
Feelin' my highs (yeah) and my lows (yeah)
       Am                 G
In my soul (yeah) and my goals
               Am              G
Just to stop smokin', and stop drinkin'
          Am                   G
I've been thinkin' I've got my reasons
             Am               Bm                 C                 Dm
Just to get (by), just to get (by), just to get (by), just to get (by)

Refrain:
      Am            G
by by by, by by by-by
         Am            G
by by by-by, by by by-by
             Am               Bm                 C                 Dm
            (by), just to get (by), just to get (by), just to get (by)
      Am            G
by-by-by, by by by-by
         Am            G
by by by-by, by by by-by
             Am               Bm                 C                 Dm
            (by), just to get (by), just to get (by), just to get (by)


Verse 5:
               Am                                 G
We keepin' it gangster, say "fo' shizzle", "fo' sheezy", and stayin' crunk
     Am                            G
It's easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees, and we stayin' drunk
        Am                             G                          Am
Yo, our activism, attackin' the system, the Blacks and Latins in prison
                            G
Numbers have risen, they're victims lackin' the vision
          Am                          G
Shit, and all they got is rappin' to listen to
                    Am                          G
I let them know we missin' you, the love is unconditional
              Am                                G
Even when the condition is critical, when the livin' is miserable
      Am                     G
Your position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin' you
Am               Bm                C               Dm
Now, why would I lie? Just to get by? Just to get by, get fly,

Verse 6:
    Am                      G
the TV got us reachin' for stars
                     Am                               G
Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin' for parts
     Am                                 G
Some people get breast enhancements and   penis enlargers
 Am                                     G
Saturday sinners, Sunday morning at the feet of the Father
         Am                    G
They need somethin' to rely on, we get high on
    Am                                 G
All types of drug, when all you really need is love
       Am              Bm              C               Dm
To get by, just to get by, just to get by, just to get by
                        Am                              G
Our parents sing like John Lennon: imagine all the people watch
             Am                                 G
We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop. (What?) (yah yo-yo  yo, yo)



Hook:
     Am              G
This morning, I woke up
              Am            G
Feelin' brand new, I jumped up
            Am          G
Feelin' my highs, and my lows
       Am          G
In my soul, and my goal's
               Am              G
Just to stop smokin' and stop drinkin'
          Am                G
I've been thinkin' I got my reasons
             Am               Bm                 C                 Dm
Just to get (by), just to get (by), just to get (by), just to get (by) (yah yo-yo  yo, yo)


Verse 3:
            Am                    G
Some people cry, and some people try
             Am                    G
Just to get by, for a piece of the pie
            Am           G
You love to eat and get high
                    Am                     G
We deceive when we lie, and we keepin' it fly (yah yo-yo  yo, yo)
Am               Bm                 C                     Dm
When the people decide to keep a disguise, can't see they eyes,
                Am                           G
see the evil inside, but there's people you find
                    Am                       G
Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin' the signs

            Am                    G
Some people cry, and some people try
             Am                    G
Just to get by, for a piece of the pie
            Am           G
You love to eat and get high
                    Am                     G
We deceive when we lie, and we keepin' it fly
Am
  (yah yo-yo  yo, yo)

Outro: (accappella)
N.C.
When the people decide to keep a disguise
Can't see they eyes, see the evil inside
But there's people you find
Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin' the signs
yah yo-yo  yo, yo  (hey)
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