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Git Up, Git Out

Outkast

Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis

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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 somethin' I don't, do you have any^✦ suggestions?^✦

'Cause 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 to have resort to drug smugglin'^✦

Nah, 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?

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]

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 tryna^✦ get high (Nigga)^✦

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^✦ (Get something)^✦

'Cause you and I got to do for you and I, that's why

[Verse 2: Big Boi]

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 smarter

Taught me to jack them weak-ass niggas for they fuckin'^✦ Starters (Yeah, ha-ha-ha)^✦

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 daddy's^✦ brothers, I call '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^✦ 'em

Bitch never^✦ had my money,^✦ so I never^✦ whipped 'em (What's up, ho?)

Wait, 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 nigga^✦ 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, ha-ha^✦

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]

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 tryna^✦ get high (Nigga)^✦

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^✦ (Get something)^✦

'Cause you and I got to do for you and I, that's why

[Verse 3: Big Gipp & Cee-Lo]

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 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 ashtray, 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 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 Eldrin^✦ 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

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]

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 tryna^✦ get high (Nigga)^✦

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^✦ (Get something)^✦

'Cause you and I got to do for you and I, that's why

[Verse 4: André 3000]

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

Ain't nobody^✦ black runnin'^✦ but crac-kers, 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 y'all way

Back to when a nigga^✦ stayed in Southwest Atlanta, ayy

Y'all could not tell me nothin',^✦ thought I hit that bottom rock

At age thirteen,^✦ start workin'^✦ at that 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 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 fades^✦

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

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]

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^✦ (Get something)^✦

Don't spend all your time tryna^✦ 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^✦ (Get something)^✦

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

[Outro: Cee-Lo]

You need to g—

Technical Breakdown

8.9

Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres7.5

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm10.0

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity6.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control8.5

Performance and control

Computed Score8.86

Production

— Organized Noize

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Critic Analysis

RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

The verse functions as a masterclass in 'conversational urgency,' utilizing a grounded, dialect-heavy cadence that bridges the gap between frustration and moral aspiration, pushing the boundaries of 1994 Southern storytelling.

A+

9.5

Multisyllabic

9.5

Internal Rhymes

Cadence / Flow

Vocabulary

7.5

Wordplay

8.5

Delivery

Conversational cadenceInternal multi-syllabic linkageThematic progression from external frustration to internal moral resolveCall-and-response narrative tension

Rhyme Architecture: Predominantly AABB/CCDD couplets, enhanced by dense internal multi-syllabic clusters (e.g., 'sick and tired/do without' to 'job I get is cruel and demeanin/trash out/toilet bowl cleanin').

Verified Doubles & Entendres

"I know the Lord ain't brought me this far so he could drop me off here"

① A spiritual assurance that God intends for the speaker to succeed beyond his current financial struggle.② A practical metaphor for a journey/commute, implying he has not been 'transported' this far in life only to be left abandoned at a dead end.

"resort to drug smugglin'"

① A literal admission of the temptation of illicit labor to escape poverty.② A tonal pivot point in the verse, marking the exact moment the speaker rejects criminality in favor of the 'route' of legitimate struggle.

Relatable thematic tension

High emotional resonance

Fluid transition between dialogue and introspection

Authentic pacing that mimics urban agitation

Relies more on narrative clarity than complex lyrical abstraction

Vocabulary is intentionally utilitarian rather than expansive

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Notes

Andre 3000 and Goodie Mob's Cee-Lo deliver motivational bars over Organized Noize's best early production