LYRICS

Yeah it's one of them days where I don't feel like doing nothing
But nothing turns into something faster than he said both running
From an entire pack of white people that's gunning
They kill off his whole race right in front of him
So I get up, I get out and I get something
Then smoke on so I can't function
And feel all the good vibes coming
Tryina blow like the gas pumping
The lit match when they get to touching
King shit take the scenic route
Might be a hofty but it's feeling like a Bentley coupe
Top down screaming out money ain't a thing
If you want to see a difference, then you gotta be put chain
'Cause when the dollars add up, don't mean that you're always happier
I'm tryina master the art of staying positive after
All I'm seeing is niggas getting realer bitches getting better
Every growing volume of the leper, don't be ???
Every time I watch the news on tv families getting shattered
For what though? Middle slaveries so cut throat
So these good vibes must grow
Harvest on this ship amount by the bus low, solo

(x2)
Get up, get out and do something
Get up, get out and do something
Get up, get out and do something
Get up, get out and do something

Get up get out and do something
Complaining ain't gonna bring nothing
Get up get out and do something
Complaining ain't gonna bring nothing
Not a damn thang

Now what's the price for this black man
Now take a hand at this black man
They can't pay enough a champion
It's all lies when I'm stepping in
Letting my Malcolm and my Martin
I cannot finish what they started
Now peace to those that have departed
I do anything for good vibes
Smoking 2 jays for these good times
No blunts roll sipping red wine
I fuck these hoes like it's bed time
I got no bail only jail time
Free suck my nigga hold it down
And we ain't if it miss you not around
No water bounds when I pin a line
And no flax we never pin the lies
And all my anger has been mentalized
And plus the struggle has been memorized
Do revolutions will be televised
Niggas with these picker signs
And soldiers fine with unholy rhymes
Now mk ultra let's control the mind
That sleeping on me then you going blind
My spirit good so I know I'm fine
Hey play that back like you watching Vime
I overworked like it's overtime
The Bible taught me how to know the signs
And so I flips these raps just to double up
I never had enough while I was growing up

(x2)
Get up, get out and do something
Get up, get out and do something
Get up, get out and do something
Get up, get out and do something

Get up get out and do something
Complaining ain't gonna bring nothing
Get up get out and do something
Complaining ain't gonna bring nothing
Not a damn thang

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