Git Up, Get Out Lyrics - Outkast

Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

Don't let the days of your life pass by 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

You need git up, git out and git somethin' 

How will you make it if you never even try 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

I don't recall, ever graduation 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 asked to give me some livin' life like a bum 

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

Nigga, 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 

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I admit, I'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 up, git out, cut that bullshit out 

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

And what up with all these questions? 

You 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' 

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But I'm also sick and tired of strugglin' 

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

Naw, that 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? 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

Don't let the days of your life pass by 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

Nigga you need git up, git out and git somethin' 

How will you make it if you never even try 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

Well, uh, git up, stand up, so what's said, you dick head 

See when I was a youngsta, 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 niggaz for they fuckin' starters 

In the middle school, I was a bigger fool 

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

I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I call them 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 'em 

Bitch never had my money, so 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 up, git out, git somethin' 

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

Yeah I said it, a nigga sportin plats and a Braves hat 

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

I'm true to Organized, 'cuz they raised me 

I'm also down with La Face 'cuz 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, ha-ha 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

Don't let the days of your life pass by 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

Nigga you need git up, git out and git somethin' 

How will you make it if you never even try 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

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 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 johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap 

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

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

I had Jamaica's best and when I light it up, I hear a voice in my head 

(You got to git up, git out and git somethin') 

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 Se-Dan DeVille, steady bouncin' 

Out the Pointe to Cambelton Road 

The valley of the South side flow 

Everybody know about that killa that we call blow 

So 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 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 

'Cuz I have no time for jail, fuck Clampett cops, fuck Elgin' Bail 

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' kinda slow 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

Don't let the days of your life pass by 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

Nigga you need git up, git out and git somethin' 

How will you make it if you never even try 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

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 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 ya way back to 

When a nigga stayed in Southwest Atlanta 

Y'all could not tell me nuthin', thought I hit that bottom rock 

At age 13, start workin' at the loadin' dock 

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

But I come home Bank like Hank, from lickin' and dippin' 

Doin' dumb shit, not knowin' what a nigga 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 a 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 shoulda listened when my mama told me 

That, if you play now, you gonna suffer later 

Figured she was talkin' yin-yang, so I payed 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 and shit 

Huh, but that don't matter though, I am an OUT-Kast 

So get up off your ass 

Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

Don't let the days of your life pass by 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

You need git up, git out and git somethin' 

How will you make it if you never even try 

You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 

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

You need to, you need to, you need to, you need to