all ID哦 (dirty)

Mr. Blue Collar, yeah
You know what?
Its time for me to give a testament to where I came from
The streets of Chicago, Southside
Yeah, Mr. Blue Collar, I gotta do it like this
You can take the boy outta slum, cant take the slum outta son (Son)
I should be lynched, Im so high-strung
At fifteen my mother tried to have me aborted
You gotta kill us both, doc, Im not the only one
Its a package deal (Yeah)
Comin up like a pack of rats fightin over scraps, the streets is ill
Take a trip to the city of wind, the city of sin
My blockll have you born again
But it aint like church, life hurts
Drug raids, she stuffin rocks down her babys diapers
It go the other way too when your mothers on hype
And you gotta serve her blow fore you go to school
So I spit like a fool to the chorus
Military, jail time all they got for us
I seen how they did Larry Hoover and Jeff Fort (How?)
Locked up all our leaders (Yeah), let the ghetto eat us
Im the ghetto Regis in Chevy Caprices
And niggas that front can get blown to little pieces
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know why? Cause its
(All I do) Workin hard for scratch
Talk shit, get your jaw detached
(All I do) Though Im still in the streets a bit
A brother aint finna take no shit
(All I do) Lil buddy, this could get ugly
Trust me, cause this is
(All I do) Before I explode, I give you my ode
In the summer, rain, fall or cold
Spittin bars thats felt to carve wealth
And stay hungry to the death, I will starve myself
To keep what I got and have what I want
And stay real, them my niggas, knowin half of em dont got
The gift to ball, a rhymers fit
Thought we still want the finest shit (All I do)
Is take whiteys bread, keep a nice spread
Hit the club and try to leave without bustin no heads
I dont care about a deal, I been poor all my life
**********, I aint afraid of how that shit feel
Sit still, soak the moment in
You got somethin bad to say? Nigga, hold it in
You afraid to die? You aint a soldier then
Chi-Town stand up, we supposed to win
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Well , okay), you know why? Cause its
(All I do) Workin hard for scratch
Talk shit, get your jaw detached
(All I do) Though Im still in the streets a bit
A brother aint finna take no shit
(All I do) Lil buddy, this could get ugly
Trust me, cause this is
(All I do) Before I explode, I give you my ode
In the summer, rain, fall or cold
This for my people locked up for pushin diesel
Deliver us from this evil, God (All I do)
Or gettin home from the gig and got a gang full of kids
You feel the stress, like (All I do)
Setbacks, yeah, you gotta expect that
Get back and grind nigga (All I do)
Now you can let yourself breathe
Throw your hands in the air and release, say (All I do)
Mr. Blue Collar