作词 : Benjamin, Burton, Gipp ... 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 II 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 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 gotBut some time must be ingested for this to be manifested I know you know but I'm gon' say this to you IGet 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'tDo 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' Naw, that ain't what I'm aboutCee-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 IWell, uh, git up, stand up, so what's said, you dick head See when I was a youngsta, used to wear them ****in' Pro KedsMy mama made me do it, but the devil, he made me smart Told me to jack them weak ass niggaz for they ****in' 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 IA 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 RoadThe 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 DogsI'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, **** Clampett cops, **** Elgin' Bail And crooked ass Jackson, got the whole country Thinkin' that my city is the big lick for 9694, 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 IY'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 AtlantaY'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 ****ed 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 OU T-KastSo 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 IYou need to, you need to, you need to, you need to