All I Do

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Rhymefest - Rap

All I Do

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[Intro] Mr. Blue Collar, yeah You know what? It's 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 [Verse 1] You can take the boy outta slum, can't take the slum outta son (Son) I should be lynched, I'm so high-strung At fifteen my mother tried to have me aborted You gotta kill us both, doc, I'm not the only one It's 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 block'll have you born again But it ain't like church, life hurts Drug raids, she stuffin' rocks down her baby's diapers It go the other way too when your mother's 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 I'm the ghetto Regis in Chevy Caprices And niggas that front can get blown to little pieces Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know why? 'Cause it's [Chorus] (All I do) Workin' hard for scratch Talk shit, get your jaw detached (All I do) Though I'm still in the streets a bit A brother ain't 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 [Verse 2] Spittin' bars that's 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 don't got The gift to ball, a rhymer's fit Thought we still want the finest shit (All I do) Is take whitey's bread, keep a nice spread Hit the club and try to leave without bustin' no heads I don't care about a deal, I been poor all my life Cocksucker, I ain't 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 ain't a soldier then Chi-Town stand up, we supposed to win Yeah, yeah, yeah (Well, okay), you know why? 'Cause it's [Chorus] (All I do) Workin' hard for scratch Talk shit, get your jaw detached (All I do) Though I'm still in the streets a bit A brother ain't 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 [Outro] 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

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Credits

Writers
  • Jeremy Cochise Ball
  • Rhymefest
  • Emile Haynie