Git Up, Git Out

****, you need to get up, get out and get something

Don't let the days of your life pass by

You need to get up, get out and get something

Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high

You need to get up, get out and get something

How will you make it if you never even try?

You need to get up, get out and get something

'Cause you and I got to do for you and I

I don't recall ever graduatin' at all

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

Every day, I just lay around, then I can't be found

Always askin', "Give me some," livin' life like a bum

Times is rough, my auntie got enough problems of her own

****, you supposed to be grown

I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be

But negativity is all you seem to ever see

I admit, I've done some dumb shit

And I'm probably gon' do some more

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

Why not? My music's all that I got

But some time must be invested 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 get up, get out, cut that bullshit out

Ain't you sick and tired of havin' to do without?

Damn, what up with all these questions?

You act as though you know something I don't

Do you have any suggestions?

'Cause every job I get is cruel and demeaning

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 to resort to drug smugglin'

Naw, that ain't what I'm about

Cee-Lo will just continue travelin' his 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?

You need to get up, get out and get something

Don't let the days of your life pass by

You need to get up, get out and get something

Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high, ****

You need to get up, get out and get something

How will you make it if you never even try?

You need to get up, get out and get something

'Cause you and I got to do for you and I

That's why

Well, uh, get up, stand up, so what's said, you dickhead?

See, when I was a youngster, used to wear them fuckin' Pro Keds

My mama made me do it, but the Devil, he made me smart

Told me to jack them weak ass **** for they fuckin' Starters

In the middle school, I was a bigger fool

I wore with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought it was cool

I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I called 'em my uncles

They taught me how to smoke herb

I followed them when they ran numbers

So in a sense, I was Rosemary's baby

And then I learned the difference between a bitch and a lady

Hell, I treat 'em all like hoes, see, I pimped them

Bitch never had my money, so I never whipped them

See, all the players came, and all the players went

A player ain't a gangster, but a player can handle his shit, bitch

You need to get up, get out, get something

Smoke out 'cause it's all about money, money, money

Yeah, I said it, a **** sportin' plaits and a Braves hat

I hang with Rico Wade 'cause the Dungeon is where the funk's at, boy

I'm true to Organized 'cause they raised me

I'm also down with LaFace 'cause L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me

And it's cool, yeah, it's real cool gettin' paid fat pockets

And all that other fat shit like that

You need to get up, get out and get something

Don't let the days of your life pass by

You need to get up, get out and get something

Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high, ****

You need to get up, get out and get something

How will you make it if you never even try?

You need to get up, get out and get something

'Cause you and I got to do for you and I (That's why)

A lot of people in my past tried to do me, screw me

Throw me over in the fire, let me get chunky and charred

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

I'm gettin' paranoid and steady lookin' for the time

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

I got my long johns, get my coat and throw my ball cap

I'm headed out the door to get off in my ride

I'm diggin' through the ashtray, hopin' to have a good day

I have Jamaica's best, and when I light it up, I hear a voice in my head (You got to get up, get out and get something)

Now I know it's on, my day is finally started

Back up in my crib, eat my shit

Break out quick in my slick '84 Sedan DeVille, steady bouncin'

Out the Point to Campbellton Road

The valley of the Southside flow

Everybody know about that killer that we call blow

So keep your eyes peeled for the COBRA unit

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

Here comes the Red Dogs, I'm bustin' out around the corner in my hog

Dippin' from the area, I'm scared

So one of these bitches might wind up dead

'Cause I have no time for jail

Fuck Clampett cops, fuck Elgin Bell

And crooked ass Jackson, got the whole country

Thinkin' that my city is the big lick for '96

'94, Big Gipp, Goodie Mo'

OutKast, a vision from the past

Hootie-hoo

My White Owls are burnin' kind of slow

You need to get up, get out and get something

Don't let the days of your life pass by

You need to get up, get out and get something

Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high, ****

You need to get up, get out and get something

How will you make it if you never even try?

You need to get up, get out and get something

'Cause you and I got to do for you and I (That's why)

Y'all tellin' me that I need to get out and vote, huh? Why?

Ain't nobody black runnin' but crackers

So why I got to register?

I'm thinkin' of better shit to do with my time

Never smelled aroma of diploma, but I write the deep ass rhymes

So let me take y'all way

Back to when a **** stayed in Southwest Atlanta, ay

Y'all could not tell me nothing, thought I hit that bottom rock

At age thirteen, start workin' at the loadin' dock

They layin' my mama off of work, General Motors trippin'

But I come home banked like Hank from lickin' and dippin'

Doin' dumb shit, not knowin' what a **** know now

Yeah, that petty shit will have you cased up and locked down

I dips over to East Point, still actin' a fool

Wastin' my time in the school, I'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 class, I'd rather be up in some ass

Not thinkin' about them six courses that I need to pass

Graduation rolled around like rolly-pollies

Damn, that's fucked up, I should've listened when my mama told me

That if you play now, you're gonna suffer later

Figured she was talkin' yang yang so I paid her no attention

And kept missin' the point she tried to poke me with

The doper that I get, the more I'm feelin' broke as shit

Huh, but that don't matter though

I am an O-U-T-Kast, so get up off your ass

Need to get up, get out and get something

Don't let the days of your life pass by

You need to get up, get out and get something

Don't spend all your time tryin' to get high

You need to get up, get out and get something

How will you make it if you never even try?

You need to get up, get out and get something

'Cause you and I got to do for you and I

You need to

You need to

You need to

You need to