Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get It Together, artist - Jurassic 5. Album song Feedback, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Get It Together |
Yeah, I’m tryin' to get it right, live my life right |
I want the things that come with the fast life |
But I don’t wanna lose my soul, right? |
pay with my life |
I just wanna rock ice with my fresh Nikes (yeah, yeah) |
Cuz the girls at the school think I dress nice. |
(yeah) |
The real thug niggas cool with a nigga, right? |
(that's right) |
'Til one day after school, wakin' home, right? |
(Uh Huh) |
Them same thug niggas ran up on a brother, right? |
With three more I never met in my life. |
(Damn!) |
Asked me where I’m from, banged on me, right? |
(Hey cuz, where you from?) |
The brothers that I knew was up outta sight |
(Man they made me get it together, now I act right.) |
(Let's get it together) |
Trials and tribulations, both got you accosted |
Understand I’m not the one, go tap some other resources |
The road that you travel gon' be paved in some gravel |
So before you try and jock me understand the shit is rocky |
I don’t mean a boxer, Emmy or Oscar |
I’m tryin' to spit some game, so your ass can prosper |
Pay a little dues, do a couple a shows |
Put a mix-tape out, man let’s see how it goes |
My only good advise is to cut your own slice |
I mean, the world ain’t gon' bite, just cause you think you nice |
How can I be diplomatic when this ain’t automatic |
I’m gonna tell you right, this a roll of the dice |
(Let's get it together) |
Hey, being silent’s the first sign |
If not, being able to follow my first line |
I dirt-grind on my first, it works fine |
I’m alert, but I been caught off guard at the worst time. |
(worst time) |
Yeah, I get apparent applause |
But do these people know my character flaws? |
I get embarrassed |
And pause, meticulous, but never careless because |
I might be the one standin' on your terrace that falls |
And you can laugh, but it’s therapeutic, to |
Talk about my faults over a acoustic, Break it up shit |
We ain’t perfect, to fight just ain’t worth it |
Despite a stained surface, we gotta retain purpose |
(Let's get it together) |
I wasn’t the pick of the litter, when I was a-little-nigga |
My pops would turn preacher once my voice got deeper |
Than his. |
For all the times a nigga would vent |
I had to listen, he was payin' the rent and what |
He’s sayin', he meant. |
I’ll admit, I was tripin' a bit |
I was hangin' with different chicks and we be wild’n and shit |
But I had to get a grip before time ran out |
Or pop starts to trip, start puttin' me out |
But now I kinda see what he was talkin' about |
You can’t live in somebody house and start airin' it out |
You got to be your own man and handle your biz |
And later on you can tell 'em what time it is |
(Let's get it together) |