I Get Up

歌詞

Ha-yea Carolina stand Up!! (humming) Im good to go yo, yea I woke up early in the morning hoes blowing up my phone Aint no use for small talking when they know Im trynna bone, fuck em' I holla "lata;" man right now my minds else where My moms healthcare, get her out this hell here A lot of niggas fail, frail nigga wont prevail here We seen it all men niggas cant even spell "scared" A fresh prince but yo my city aint no Bel-Air Fuck if you excel Im worried bout' my welfare So farewell to them broke days and bonjour to the most paid So as my doe strait I throw the wifey in some Dolce And put some chains on my niggas like I own slaves I get up, look out the window hope the sun shining down on the niggas out there frontlin'n I hit the street and seem them boys out there locking up some older heads Said "God damn homie hold your head" and hold your head Chorus I get up, I see the clouds from my window, I pray the sun don't shine this way And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon' find his way And if I gotta crawl Imma make it to the end though Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em' imma rise I'm on my -headin for the sky-im on my way Verse Two Yea paint a picture and show the deaf what its like to listen And speak the words and tell the blind man what he missing For all my niggas doing time man up in prison Thought you had to resort to crime man fuck the system! We raising babies up in Haiti where there aint no hope Aint no fathers don't take no scholarship to slang no dope Politicians hollern' bout problems but I aint gon' vote Keep talking bout' change til we floating in the same old boat So tell me how Im supposed to feel what the president spoke-never- We he aint never had to struggle aint never been broke-never- Aint even rode through the ghetto aint never been close-never- Trusting this government like trusting the devil in oath A rebel with quotes- I Get Up!- Lifestyles of the young, black and wreckless A generation of niggas strapped and asking questions Like, "Tell me why I aint got shit" I let this liquors fill my liver with them toxics (as I sip) Chorus I get up, I see the clouds from my window, I pray the sun don't shine this way And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon' find his way And if I gotta crawl Imma make it to the end though Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em' imma rise I'm on my -headin for the sky-im on my way Verse Three Yea to all my niggas paper chasing I pray for your patience-please- Just keep the faith that you gon' make it one day you'll be cake'n Taking this shit one step at a time That real shit is stuck in my mind But to that bullshit, I'm deaf and I'm blind Destined to shine, Imma find a way Cuz hey, damnit these jobs out here aint trynna pay, I pray Granted, 9 to5 is how you survive I aint trynna survive Im trynna throw my momma in rides Imma provide for my seed Im the soil Ill teach em' bout loyalty Ill teach him that his skin black like oil that's for royalty Ill show him all the things that my pops was never showing me Treat him like a growing tree With this poetry I get up! And show the sons how to lead not to follow The present is our gift but our seeds got tomorrow So please niggas raise your kids And hope them overcome that bullshit they dazed us with I blaze this shit and- Chorus I get up, I see the clouds from my window, I pray the sun don't shine this way (I get up) And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon' find his way (I get up) And if I gotta crawl Imma make it to the end though Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em' imma rise I'm on my -headin for the sky-im on my way Talking Take em' to church nigga (laughs) Uh-uh-uh (bunch of Uh's) Yea imma take em to the top! Chorus I get up, I see the clouds from my window, I pray the sun don't shine this way (and Imma take em to the top!) And where I go is the wind blow, momma your son gon' find his way And if I gotta crawl Imma make it to the end though Until the top if I climb my way, and tell em' imma rise I'm on my -headin for the sky-im on my way