Nigga, you need to get up, get out and get somethin
Dont let the days of yo life pass by
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
Dont spend all yo time tryin to get high
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to get up, get out and get somethin get somethin
Cause you and I got to do for you and I
I dont recall, ever graduatin at all
Sometimes I feel Im just a disappointment to yall
Every day, I just lay around then I cant be found
Always askin Gimme some livin life like a mo
Times is rough my, my auntie got enough problems of her own
Nigga, you supposed to be grown
I agree, I try to be the man Im posed to be
But negativity is all you seem to ever see
I admit, Ive done some dumb shit
And Im probably gon do some mo
You shouldnt hold that against me though why not?
Why not? My musics all that I got
But some time must be invested for this to be manifested
I know you know but Im gon say this to you I
Get high but I dont get too high why?
So whats the limit posed to be?
That must be why you cant get yo ass up out the bed befo three
You need to get up, get out, cut that bullshit out
Aint you sick and tired of having to do it out?
And what up with all these questions?
You act as though you know somethin I dont
Do you have any suggestions?
Cause every job I get is cruel and demeanin
Sick of takin trash out and toilet bowl cleanin
But Im also sick and tired of strugglin
I never ever thought Id have resort to drug smugglin
Nah, that aint what Im about
Cee-Lo will just continue travelin his route
Without any doubt or fear
I know the lord aint 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 somethin
Dont let the days of yo life pass by
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
Dont spend all yo time tryin to get high, nigga
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to get up, get out and get somethin get somethin
Cause you and I got to do for you and I thats why
Well, uh, get up, stand up, so whats 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 niggas for they fuckin starters
In the middle school, I was a bigger fool
I wore a tank top to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool
I used to hang out with my daddys brothers, I call them my uncles yo
They taught me how to smoke herb
I followed them when they ran numbers
So ever since I was Rosemarys 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 whats up, hoe?
See all the players, came, and all the players, went
A player aint a gangsta but a player can handle his shit, bitch
You need to get up, get out, get somethin
Smoke out, cause its all about money, money, money
Yeah, I said it, a nigga sportin plats and a Braves hat
I hang with Rico Wade cause the Dungeon is where the funks at, boy
Im true to Organized, cause they raised me
Im also down with LaFace cause L.A. Reid
Yeah, he pays me, and its cool
Its real cool, gettin paid fat pockets
And all that other fat shit like that, ha-ha
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
Dont let the days of yo life pass by
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
Dont spend all yo time tryin to get high, nigga
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to get up, get out and get somethin get somethin
Cause you and I got to do for you and I thats 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 mutants mind
Im gettin paranoid and steady lookin for the time
Its eight in the mornin and aint nobody up yet
I got my Long Johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
Im headed out the do, to get off in my ride
Im diggin through the ash tray, hopin to have a good day
I had Jamaicas best and when I light it up, I hear a voice in my head
You got to get up, get out and get somethin
Now I know its 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 Pointe to Campbellton Road
The valley of the Southside flow
Everybody know about that killer that we call blow, so
Keep yo 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, Im bustin out around the corner in my hog
Dippin from the area, Im scared
So one of these bitches might wind up dead
Cause 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 Mob, Outkast, a vision from the past
Hootie Hoo Hootie Hoo, my white owls are burnin kinda slow
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
Dont let the days of yo life pass by
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
Dont spend all yo time tryin to get high, nigga
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to get up, get out and get somethin get somethin
Cause you and I got to do for you and I thats why
Yall tellin me that I need to get out and vote huh, why?
Aint nobody black runnin but crackers, so, why I got to register?
Im thinkin of better shit to do with my time
Never smelled aroma of diploma, but I write the deep-est rhymes
So let me take ya way
Back to when a nigga stayed in Southwest Atlanta, ay
Yall 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, Id rather be shootin pool
Cool is how I played the tenth grade
I thought it was all about mackin hoes and wearin pimp fades
Instead of bein in class, Id rather be up in some ass
Not thinkin about them six courses that I need to pass
Graduation rolled around like rolly-pollies
Damn, thats fucked up, I shouldve listened when my mama told me that
If you play now, you gonna suffer later
Figured she was talkin yang-yang, so I payed her no attention
And kept missin the point she tried to poke me with
The doper that I get, the mo Im feelin broke as shit
Huh, but that dont matter though, I am an O-U-T-Kast
So get up off your ass
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
Dont let the days of yo life pass by
You need to get up, get out and get somethin get somethin
Dont spend all yo time tryin to get high
You need to get up, get out and get somethin
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to get up, get out and get somethin get somethin
Cause you and I got to do for you and I
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