[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