Dizzee Rascal - Get By Lyrics

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[Intro: Dizzee Rascal]

To each n every kind

(London ghetto Birmingham ghetto)

Every ghetto frame of mind

(Manchester ghetto Newton ghetto)

To each n every kind

(Leeds ghetto Liverpool ghetto)

Every ghetto frame of mind

(UK ghetto East London ghetto)

To each of every kind

(North London ghetto West London ghetto)

Wiv a ghetto frame of mind

(South London ghetto)

To each n every kind

Its rasket wiv a ghetto frame of mind

Look yo

[Verse One: Dizzee Rascal]

We grew up in da ghetto were summer times short

Straight action you don't stop for a thought

Most use crime as da way to pay da bills

Da unlucky ones end up gettin' caught

We grew up in da ghetto were the goin' gets rough

Our money's been around but it's neva been enough

Most aint given no choice but to hustle

Sum break down when da goin' gets tough

Deep in da mind there's all kinds of different people

Minorities still struggle to be equal

So many characters for main tacks

Da good da bad da ugly n da evil

Deep in da manna where da poverty's visible

There's not a lot sweet so most look miserable

Most cave in to da devil took da wrong path

Sum kept their faith n still pray for a miracle

Sucker stars emerge from da curb

Upper comin' MCs struggle to be heard

Boy dem dey searchin' for da next Chile bird

Fuck talk murda n dey live by dey word

Shotters keep da money goin' round

Kids go astray most neva get found

I've noticed there's a ghetto in every town

N da skies are empty bcuz da stars are on da ground

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[Chorus: Vanya]

Sometimes I'm lost look up at da sky

Sometimes I feel to cry but somehow I still get by

Sometimes I'm lost askin' myself why

Sometimes I feel to cry but somehow I still get by

[Verse Two: Dizzee Rascal]

We grew up in da ghetto saw real life pain

Real life struggle wiv real life strain

Real life kiddies wiv real life guns

N real life muvas loose real life sons

Gang wars irrupting on da dark floré Seasons

Beef after beef jus to be da top geezers

Big arm slash hit da Stratford bricks

Ghetto high brudas gotta maintain reps

What's dat all about I ask my self b4 I swing

More time I'm beefin' ova any little fing

Beef in any area region of tha vicinity

My ghetto frame of mind makes me prone to hostility

To mah bredrins locked up to mah young baby muvas

Each n every crew n colour ghetto sistas n bruvas

If u know u from da slums keep reppin' no doubt

Stay ghetto if u must just remember to get out

[Chorus: Vanya]

Sometimes I'm lost look up at da skies

Sometimes I feel to cry but somehow I still get by

Sometimes I'm lost askin' myself why

Sometimes I feel to cry but somehow I still get by

Sometimes I'm lost look up at da sky

Sometimes I feel to cry look up at the sky get by

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