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Talib Kweli
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(Intro: Talib Kweli)
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Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard
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We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods (come on)
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Precious metals round our necks and arms (yea)
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We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods
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Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard
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We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods (come on)
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Precious metals round our necks and arms (yea)
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We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods
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(Hook: Anthony Hamilton)
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Whatever in your heart is where you want to be
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My hood is the ghetto
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Even when you look
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Its never what you see
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My hood is the ghetto
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I've been down before up is just a reach
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Cause my hood is the ghetto
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Catch a second wind
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Then begin again
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My hood is the ghetto
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(Verse 1: Common)
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Black magic in the hood, its tragic but understood
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Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood
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Even what's bad becomes good, status becomes stood
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Upon the pedestal welcome to the ghetto show
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Federal buildings, pissy hallways filled with children pushing children
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Fiends lips peeling, shit seems real and
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What's real is the estate of mind that we're in
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The situation feels great
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My man peels weight, so he can fill plates
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You might get love but you still feel hate
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Through and chain plates, we communicate
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Chicago to brooklyn nigga real ones do relate
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(Verse 2: Talib Kweli)
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If lyrics sold then truth be told
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I'll probably be just as rich and famous as jay-z
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Truthfully I want to rhyme like common sense
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Next best thing I do a record with common sense
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Cause its the music, its blues, its jazz, its acoustics
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Soul, rock and roll the hip hop we be producing yea
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It's the gear, it's the flare, it's the stare
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Nowadays they'll shot you where they used to shoot the fair
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Remember the lost soldiers, pour a beer, shoot the air
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We got our own elected officials, no matter who the mayor
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I know you know what I'm talking about
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From New York to the South, take off your shoes when you walk in the house
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(Hook)
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(Verse 3: Talib Kweli)
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Yo
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I grew up where they're playing skele in the parking lot
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And sell paintings of Aaliyah, BIG and Pac up in the barbershop
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Buildings too big so you don't really see the stars a lot
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But rapping, drinking, and going to prison you see them bars a lot
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I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart
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And always keep my ears to the block till I dearly depart
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Hip hop is really the art
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We have to express the part of ourselves that make us want to martyr ourselves
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It ain't harder to tell when somebody stick you up and put the hammer to you
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They want them dead presidents like Stickman and Mutulu
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With a gun to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore
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Kicks is a hundred or more
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(Verse 4: Common)
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A man in front of the store, begging for money and mercy
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I told him say a prayer under his breath, he cursed me
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Niggaz is thirsty, I heard it's a drought
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Up early, serving from their grandmother's house
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Sometime the ghetto feels desolate, yo the eyes of the hood yo is desperate
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Effected by the deficit, times and lessons get hard
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Either get by or get god, but but you try to get by
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It's like the block keep blocking
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You try to make moves, its like the car just keep stopping
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We shorties in the court, need cochran yea
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I tell them why the weed seeds popping, in the game you need options
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No time for feet watching, me and kwe keep rocking for the ghetto
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Hook times 2
Talib Kweli - Get By
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