OUTKAST - Git UpGit Out lyrics

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Chorus:

Niggayou need to git upgit out and git somethin

Don't let the days of your life pass by

You need to git upgit out and git somethin

Don't spend all your time tryin to get high

You need git upgit out and git somethin

How will you make it if you never even try

You need to git upgit out and git somethin

Cuz you and I got to do for you and i

[cee-lo]

I don't recallever graduatin at all

Sometimes I feel I'm just a disappointment to y'all

Every dayI just lay around then I can't be found

Always asked to give me some livin life like a bum

Times is roughmy auntie got enough problems of her own

Niggayou supposed to be grown

I agreeI try to be the man I'm 'posed to be

But negativity is all you seem to ever see

I admitI've done some dumb shit

And I'm probably gon do some mo'

You shouldn't hold that against me though (why not? )

Why not? my music's all that I got

But some time must be ingested for this to be manifested

I know you know but I'm gon say this to you i...

Get high but I don't get too high

So what's the limit 'posed to be?

That must be why you can't get your ass up out the bed before three

You need to git upgit outcut that bullshit out

Ain't you sick and tired of having to do without

And what up with all these questions?

As act as though you know somethin I don't. do you have any suggestions?

Cuz every job I get is cruel and demeanin

Sick of takin trash out and toilet bowl cleanin

But I'm also sick and tired of strugglin

I never ever thought I'd have resort to drug smugglin

Nawthat ain't what I'm about

Cee-lo will just continue travelin this route

Without any doubt or fear

I know the lord ain't brought me this far so he could drop me off here

Did I make myself clear?

Chorus:

[big boi]

Welluhgit upstand up. so what's saidyou dickhead

See when I was a youngstaused to wear them fuckin pro keds

My mama made me do itbut the devilhe made me smart

Told me to jack them weak ass niggaz for they fuckin starters

In the middle schoolI was a bigger fool

I wore with tank tops to show off my tattoothought I was cool

I used to hang out with my daddy's brothersI call them my uncles

They taught me how to smoke herbI followed them when they ran numbers

So in a sense I was rosemary's baby

And thenI learned the difference between a bitch and a lady

HellI treat 'em all like hoessee I pimped 'em

Bitch never had my moneyso I never whipped 'em

See all the playas came and all the playas went

A playa ain't a gangsta but a playa can handle his shit bitch

You need to git upgit outgit somethin

Smoke outcuz it's all about moneymoneymoney

Yeah I said ita nigga sportin plats and a braves hat

I hang with rico wade cuz the dungeon is where the funk's atboy

I'm true to organizedcuz they raised me

I'm also down with laface cuz l.a. reidyeahhe pays me

And it's cool

Yeahit's real coolgettin paid fat pockets

And all that other fat shit like thatha-ha

Chorus:

[big gipp]

Alot of people in my past tried to do mescrew me

Throw me over in the firelet me get chunky and charred

Like a piece of wood and dem spirits got the mutant's mind

I'm gettin paranoid and steady lookin for the time

It's eight in the mornin and ain't nobody up yet

I got my long johnsget my coat and throw on my ball cap

I'm headed out the doorto get off in my ride

I'm diggin through the ash trayhopin to have a good day

I had jamaica's best and when I light it upI hear a voice in my head

(you got to git upgit out and git somethin)

Now I know it's onmy day is finally started

Back up in my cribeat my shitbreak out quickin my slick

'84 se-dan devillesteady bouncin

Out the pointe to cambelton road

The valley of the southside flow

Everybody know about that killa that we call blowso

Keep your eyes peeled for the 'cover unit

Cause they known for jumpin out of black chevy trucks and through the fog

Here come the red dogsI'm bustin out around the corner in my hog

Dippin from the areaI'm scared

So one of these bitches might wind up dead

Cuz I have no time for bail. fuck clampett cops. fuck elgin bail

And crooked ass jacksongot the whole country

Thinkin that my city is the big lick for 96

94big gippgoodie mooutkasta vision from the past

Hootie hoo...my white owls are burnin kinda slow

Chorus:

[dre]

Y'all tellin me that I need to get out and votehuh. why?

Ain't nobody black runnin but crackerssowhy I got to register?

I thinkin of better shit to do with my time

Never smelled aroma of diplomabut I write the deep ass rhymes

So let me take ya wayback to when a nigga stayed in southwest atlanta

Y'all could not tell me nuthinthought I hit that bottom rock

At age 13start workin at the loadin dock

They layin my mama off of workgeneral motors trippin

But I come home bank like hankfrom lickin and dippin

Doin dumb shitnot knowin what a nigga know now

Yeahthat petty shit will have you cased up and locked down

I dipsover to east pointstill actin a fool

Wastin my time in the schoolI'd rather be shootin pool

Cool is how I played the tenth grade

I thought it was all about mackin hoes and wearin pimp fade

Instead of bein in classI'd rather be up in some ass

Notthinkin about them six courses that I need to pass

Graduation rolled around like rolly-pollies

Damnthat's fucked up. I shoulda listened when my mama told me

Thatif you play nowyou gonna suffer later

Figured she was talkin yin-yangso I payed her no attention

And kept missin the point she tried to poke me with

The doper that I getthe more I'm feelin broke and shit

Huhbut that don't matter thoughI am an o-ut-kast

So get up off your ass

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You need to...(4x)