Lyrics:

[Talib] Yeah.. my Lord.. yeah [Verse 1: Talib] We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn We go through 'Epidodes II,' like 'Attack of the Clones' Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone To get by.. just to get by Just to get by, just to get by We commute to computers Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors We survivalists, turned to consumers To get by.. just to get by Just to get by, just to get by Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer Me and Willa raised three daughters all by herself, with no help I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself These words, melt in my mouth They hot, like the jail cell in the South Before my nigga Core bailed me out To get by.. just to get by Just to get by, just to get by We do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky with the window of the red eye Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, 'Livin' to Let Die' [Chorus: Background singers] This morning, I woke up Feeling brand new and I jumped up Feeling my highs, and my lows In my soul, and my goals Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons Just to get (by), just to get (by) Just to get (by), just to get (by) [Talib and background singers] (ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh Just to get (by), just to get (by) Just to get (by by by by by by) (ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh Just to get (by), just to get (by) Just to get (by by by by by by) [Verse 2: Talib] We keeping it gang