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Mr. Blue Collar, yeah, you what?
It's time for me to give a to where I came from
The streets of Chicago,
Yeah, Mr. Collar, I gotta do it like this

You can take the boy outta slum, take slum outta son
I should be lynched, I'm so high
At 15 my mother to have me aborted
You gotta us both doc, I'm not the only one

It's a package deal, comin' up like a of rats
Fightin' scraps, the streets is ill
Take a trip to the of wind, the city of sin
My block'll you born again

But it like church, life hurts
Drug raids, she stuffin' rocks down her diapers
It go the other way too your mother's on hype
And you gotta serve her blow 'fore you go to

So I spit like a fool to the
Military jail all they got for us
I how they deal every Hoover and Jeff Ford
up all our leaders, let the ghetto eat us

I'm the Regis, in Chevy Caprices
And niggaz that front can get blown to pieces
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you why?
it's

All I do, workin' for scratch
Talk shit get jaw deattached
All I do, though I'm still in the a bit
A brother ain't fin' to no shit

All I do, lil' buddy, this get ugly
Trust me, this is
All I do, before I explode, I you my ode
In the summer, rain, or cold

bars is felt to carve wealth
And stay to the death, I will starve myself
To what I got and have what I want
And stay real them my niggaz knowin' half of 'em got

The gift to ball, a fit
Thought we want the finest shit, all I do
Is take whitey's bread, a nice spread
Hit the and try to leave without bustin' no heads

I don't care about a deal, I've been poor all my
Cocksucker I ain't afraid of how the shit
Sit still, the moment in
You got bad to say, nigga hold it in

You afraid to die? You a soldier then
stand up, we supposed to win
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know
it's

All I do, workin' hard for
Talk shit get your jaw
All I do, I'm still in the streets a bit
A brother fin' to take no shit

All I do, lil' buddy, could get ugly
Trust me, 'cause is
All I do, before I explode, I you my ode
In the summer, rain, fall or

This for my locked up for pushin' diesel
Deliver us from this God, all I do
Or gettin' from the gig and got a gang full of kids
You the stress like, all I do

Setbacks, yeah you expect that
Get and grind nigga, all I do
Now you can let yourself
Throw yo' hands in the air and say, all I do

Mr. Collar