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OutKast : Big Boi & Dre Present... - Git Up, Git Out 
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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 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 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 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? 
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 
Naw, that ain't what I'm about 
Cee-Lo is 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? 


Big Boi: 
Well, uh, git up, stand up. So what's said, you dickhead 
See when I was a youngsta, used to wear them fuckin broke 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 LaFace cuz L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me 
And it's cool 
Yeah, real cool, get paid, fat pocks and all that other fat shit like 
that, ha-ha 


Big Gipp: 
Alot of people in my past tried to do me, screw me 
Throw me over in the fire, let me get chunky in charge 
Like a piece of one of your spirits, got the mutants 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-dun-Deville, steady bouncin out the point to Camerton Road 
The valley of the Southside flow 
Everybody know about that killa that we call blow, so 
Keep your eyes peeled for the 'cover unit 
Cuz they know we're jumpin out a black Chevy truck and want trues to fall 
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 bail. 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 white owls are burnin kinda slow 


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 hittin 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 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 O-UT-KAST 
So get up off your ass 

You need to...(4X)

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