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Blue Collar
by Rhymefest
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3.2096
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3.3308
Blue Collar Lyrics
Lyrics
Disc
Track
Title
- [scratched: "Dy-no-mite!"]
- Just Blaaaaze!
- [Rhymefest]
- Wait hold the phone, muh'fucker pass the mic
- Spread the word like Pastor Ike, this ain't mass but like
- We ain't congregatin, mashin tonight
- The boys in blue, I'll show you what the brass is like
- The perfect storm, like when disaster strike
- Or Knievel when he crashed his bike
- I'm the ashy type, like the knuckles on an inmate locked up
- 'Cept I stay on the grind, my "Blue Collar" popped up
- Blue collar rap, why I call it that?
- Shit I know my real niggaz that U-Haul done hauled back
- You ain't a stand up man? Well you fall and crawl back
- You a long distance thug, the fuck you call that?
- See - this is how a track should pound
- And if King was alive this is how he would sound
- Fuckin lame, you a coward, you a punk, you a chuuump"
- [Chorus]
- I'm the light, I'm the fuse, Rhyme-F-E-S-T
- I'm {"Dy-no-mite!"}
- Niggaz runnin for cover from the fallin debris
- I'm {"Dy-no-mite!"}
- Explosive, nigga blowin up the streets
- I'm {"Dy-no-mite!"}
- I'm the keg, I'm the powder, I'm the fuse, I'm the lighter
- If it look like a fire I'm {"Dy-no-mite!"}
- [Rhymefest]
- You would never stand the challenge
- What the preacher preachin what the teacher taught
- I dropped out of school, stayed on the street and fought
- Like Disciples! Jeffrey manner to be exact
- Where how you wear yo' hat made you prone to attack
- Made you, made you, made you go and get a strap
- And keep you bustin 'til your enemies was gone from the map
- Like a killer or a man or a giant when I stand
- Open my palm bitch, I got the world in my hand
- Got a gun and a plan, I got the bible and the Qu'ran
- I got a bomb like I live in Iran
- I got niggaz to ride with me, hold me down in the street
- And deep down I wonder if they the beast, I mean
- I mean the police, the feds that police them street
- Get in the studio, then try to influence my speech
- Like a rat stool pidgeon or a mark or a gump
- Fuckin lame, you a coward, you a punk, you a chump
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest]
- You would sell your own momma for a piece of a crumb
- A piece of the crunk, that ain't even where you from
- Youse a follower (what~!) that's right, a fuckin follower
- Probably wearin a wire, so I don't even talk to ya
- You think these niggaz is thugs, they officers
- Call the oficers, tell 'em get 'em officers, 'fore I show you
- 'Bout a killer or a man or a giant when I stand
- Open my palm bitch, I got the world in my hand
- Got a gun and a plan, I got the Torah and the Qu'ran
- I got your toddler in the back of a van
- I got a hostage and a list of demands, I gotta gotta
- 'bout a thousand dollars say you couldn't sit where I stand
- All these niggaz that spit threats, hoes that get wet
- My style's runnin to the toilet, you ain't seen shit yet
- Yet, yet and still I keep it hot like, Mexican meals
- I got a Cadillac stretch Deville
- I can show you how to flip for real
- Gangsters don't hold the rock, but they know how to flip it and chill
- Dime bag-ass niggaz ain't large
- When the Patriot Act come hit they ass with the terrorist charge
- And we, is what they made it fo'
- You think it's all about Arabs? It's a war on the po', we gotta go
- Like a killer or a man or a giant when he stand
- Open your palm bitch, we got the world in our hand
- [Chorus]
- [explosion]
- (feat. Kanye West)
- [Intro]
- (Brand New)[x5]
- [Hook: Kanye West x2]
- I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
- You might see me in my (brand new) whip
- With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
- You don't like it - get off my (brand new) dick
- [Verse: Kanye West]
- They say your attitude determines your latitude
- I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
- And still the motherfucker you love to hate
- But can't - because you love what I make
- Now ain't - that about a bitch
- And I'ma talk shit until I'm out of hits
- They don't want to turn they speakers up they claim I ain't deep enough
- All that talkin' I feed off of - keep it up
- I'm relaxin' my feet is up - I'm leavin' you haters
- Like when Shaq left the Lakers just to "Heat" it up
- I state the stats to stunt - I don't need to front
- I make history e'ry day - I don't need a month
- The survey says - by the streets according
- Kanye's just important as Michael Jordan
- Was to the NBA when he was scorin'
- Ralph Lauren was borin' before I wore him and..
- [Hook: Kanye West]
- I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
- You might see me in my (brand new) whip
- With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
- You don't like it - get off my (brand new) dick
- [Hook: Rhymefest]
- Yo wait - I don't want it unless it's (brand new)
- You might see me in my (brand new) whip
- With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
- You don't like it - get off my (brand new) dick
- [Verse: Rhymefest]
- Now some women hit the mall and some shop at the thrift store
- Some of 'em mix and match and make it look like they get more
- Some of y'all know you wear a sixteen - squeezin' into a six
- Damn - what you make them jeans rip for?
- I guess she's lookin' for a brand new man who
- Ain't always gotta sit down cause he can't stand you
- Boo - this the brand new jam to dance to
- While you givin' me "Head" like shampoo - come as you came
- Skip the brand name - I won't brand you
- What you do here'll stay here like Cancun
- Besides your breasts is augmented - I like things authentic
- Look at all my whips, they're all vintage
- I got a loft with a view of the sea
- See I take some more shit and make it new for me
- Pimp it out like Xzibit to the (oomph) degree
- Why spend and arm and a leg - we can kick it for free you see..
- [Hook: Rhymefest x2]
- I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
- You might see me in my (brand new) whip
- With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
- You don't like it - get off my (brand new) dick nigga
- [Verse: Rhymefest]
- ?? bustin' and then hit 'em - fuck the cynicism
- I'm quick to give y'all niggaz constructive criticism
- Like "Wait - you basically suck" - his mother said "My son wanna rhyme!"
- I'm like "Ma'am - I don't agree with that decision
- Nothin' against him - but if he step I got to diss him
- I listen to that weak shit - all of it - I can't follow it
- [Barf]Excuse me - I'm "whack"tose intolerant
- Down the fives - had me blue collar poppin' it
- Now I'm in the club - and look who I get it poppin' with
- Me and 'Ye go back like crew cuts
- He hook me up - as long as I don't ask him for too much
- But even he know 'Fest is layin' it down
- Cause this is just an old beat he had layin' around!
- [Hook: Kanye West]
- I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
- You might see me in my (brand new) whip
- With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
- You don't like it - get off my (brand new) dick
- [Hook: Rhymefest x2]
- Kanye I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
- You might see me in my (brand new) whip
- With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new) shit
- You don't like it - get off my (brand new) dick homey
- [Intro]
- Neverrr know how much I love you (woo!)
- Neverrr know how much I care (No I.D.)
- And when you put your arms around me
- I get the fever that's so hard to bare
- You give me fever
- [Rhymefest]
- Uhh, here go that arrogant, stuffy head, cold leave you achin
- from asses ah-shakin all night to rest well medicine
- It's that {FE-VER} take two of these, call me in the mornin
- You gon' still feel sick, cause it's that {give you that fever}
- I give 'em all the plague, I'm awfully paid
- And still make a cold starve for days
- Never the type that ran, whatever the fight I'm in
- You half-hearted, but I take this medicine like a man
- For that {FE-VER} that keep these niggaz sweatin bullets
- Clack clack, naw them the ones that you caught for tryin to pull it
- This that {FE-VER} somebody warn the industry
- 'Fest on FIRE, and burnin in the third degree
- 'Til they murder me, five-oh get no words from me
- And if they do then that's perjury
- [Chorus]
- {FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce
- Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
- Play women so false, flick your drawers off
- Fuh, fuh-fuh, we got that fe-verrr
- {FE-VER} Hot like hot sauce
- Uhh, we got we got that fe-verrr
- Play women so false, flick your drawers off
- Yeah we got, we got that fe-verrr
- [Rhymefest]
- Hmm, left the path to wipe sweat from his brow
- Except that his smile'll infect crowds
- Hot as Hades, I got a lot of ladies strippin down to they drawers
- Hittin the floor like OWWWW
- That's him, and by him I mean me
- By me, you seem weak homey like yo' heart pump green tea
- I stack greenbacks then lean back, scorchin hot
- My torch'll leave yo' ass charcoal black, I got that {FE-VER}
- You better listen to them old wives' tales
- I can look in yo' eyes, you high as hell for that {FE-VER}
- Rhymefest Peligrino, I quench thrist
- Niggaz better act like that bitch work
- I'm workin progress (the pimp's back) youse a work in progress
- You feelin the son/sun, respect my hotness
- So many fine chicks shit's gettin monotonous
- But still I love the way that she shakes her maracas for that
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest]
- Step in the club with my swagger, niggaz get bruised & then battered
- Grind mode is what I'm reppin and yep!
- Hot as the grease when it sizzle and pop in your eye
- Now you shrivel and chickens be gigglin like {give you that fever}
- Yeah homey, I makes that club turn to a sweatbox
- Like 50 horny Jamaicans with dreadlocks
- 30 chicks in the lobby, probably 5 of 'em ready to party
- Cause I'm an ol' funny nigga like Redd Foxx
- But this is more than jokes, y'all niggaz sorta broke
- You can never be hot as me, you can't even afford a coat
- I got that {FE-VER} ha-ha-ha-hot as hellfire, brimstone
- Stiletto brim hats, bitches with gems on
- Niggaz with Timbs on, Jenny Jones to Jim Jones
- I get the d-down like syndrome
- I get r-round like rims on, the ghetto King Kong that sing songs
- and made a BILLION DOLLARS ON RINGTONES~!
- [Chorus]
- [Outro]
- FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever, give you that fever
- FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever
- FE-VER! Everybody's, got that fever, give you that fever
- FE-VER!
- [Rhymefest]
- 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
- You can take the boy outta slum, can't take slum outta son
- I should be lynched, I'm so high-strung
- At 15 my mother tried to have me aborted
- You gotta kill us both doc, I'm not the only one
- It's a package deal, 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 deal every Hoover and Jeff Ford (how?)
- Lock up all our leaders, let the ghetto eat us
- I'm the ghetto Regis, in Che-vy Caprices
- And niggaz 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 deattached
- All I do - though I'm still in the streets a bit
- A brother ain't fin' to 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
- [Rhymefest]
- Spittin bars is felt to carve wealth
- And stay hungry to the death I will starve my-self
- To keep what I got and have what I want
- And stay real them my niggaz knowin half of 'em don't got
- The gift to ball, a rhymers 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've been poor all my life
- Cocksucker I ain't afraid of how the 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, you know why? Cause it's
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest]
- 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 yo' hands in the air and release say (all I do)
- Mr. Blue Collar
- [scratched: "Get down!"]
- [Chorus One: female singer + (male voice)]
- You need to get down
- You need to get down (and I'm gon' get down)
- You need to get down (and I'm gon' get down)
- (D-down d-down down) He need to get doww-OWWW-owwwn
- [Rhymefest]
- Yeah, I aim to spit, and maim your clique
- I bang your bitch, bitch I'm dangerous
- Down I came to get, up to claim my shit
- Raw like 'caine and gettin brain from brainless chicks
- It's, yo', party - dowutchyalike
- Dis, my, mission - gon' fuck tonight
- Up in the club and like see what the buzz is like
- Niggaz who pop shit gon' feel what crutches like
- The slugs is like; I keep the whole hood fiendin
- I don't smoke but I know what drugs they like
- I'm the man to see, livin the fantasy
- Pocket full of Stones like Sly and the Family
- Lift your shirt girl, show me the mammaries
- Next week I'll still have good memories
- All, I, Do, the clique with me
- Sign the check nigga don't say shit to me
- This is history; what rapper you know
- before his record drop is a Grammy winner G?
- Me I came to get, down surround the sound
- Bounce from town to town, 'Fest gon' put shit (down)
- [Chorus One]
- [Chorus Two: female singer + (male voice) + {'Fest}]
- (And I'm gon' get down) {Now here I am now}
- We came to get down (And I'm gon' get down) {Doin my thing now}
- We came to get down (And I'm gon' get down) {I'm on the floor yup!}
- He came to get (D-down d-down dow-owwwn) He came to get doww-OWWW-owwwn
- [Rhymefest]
- You dangerous (yeah) but I'm game for this (yeah)
- And I don't kiss cause that can get kankerous
- White girls be claimin the sun is cancerous
- Pull my dick out and I done caused a damn eclipse!
- I'm on some shit, heh, you want some shit? (what?)
- This my town dawg, watch what tone you get
- This Windy City nigga, don't get blown to bits
- Archaeologist nigga I stay with a bone to pick
- Goin tit for tat, black aristocrat
- Born with a gift to mack anywhere chicks is at
- Malaysians, Haitians, Asians mixed with black
- Bring 'em back to the block like yeah nigga, get with that
- Fuck raisin the bar, man I MADE the bar
- Went to Harvard Law like Cochran, I aced the bar
- Just in case I get faced with a case tomorrow
- Look in my face and they race to get Che disbarred
- Nah I'm chillin baby, now make it poke child
- With meditate I help you bring your inner hoe out
- We'll regulate and get it crackin like a coke house
- Pretty panties with some fanny I'ma make her go (down)
- [Chorus One]
- [Rhymefest + {female singer}]
- You got somethin to prove? (Get down baby)
- Oh she ready to move (Get down baby)
- You got to stay in the groove (Get down baby)
- {He came to get doww-OWWW-owwwn}
- You got somethin to prove? (Get down baby)
- Now she ready to move (Get down baby)
- You got to stay in the groove (Get down baby)
- {He came to get doww-OWWW-owwwn}
- [scratched: "Get down!"]
- {He came to get doww-OWWW-owwwn}
- (feat. Kanye West)
- [Rhymefest + (Kanye)]
- Yeah, this joint right here man, is for all my blue collar niggaz
- in the Midwest goin through our struggle
- We know things could be better, huh
- And we just want a little mooore
- [Chorus 2X: Kanye + (Rhymefest)]
- No matter how much I get (I want mooore)
- Even when I talk my shit (I want mooore)
- Every party on every list
- And everybody want a life like this
- But still (I want mooore)
- [Rhymefest]
- Look.. now I ain't goin for the okey-doke (nope)
- You owe me dough, you better pay me like you know we broke
- This industry be tryin to strangle niggaz in the choke
- You think these rappers rich? These niggaz out here sellin dope
- You think it's crazy sayin, "If I had what he had"
- But if you had what he had, nigga you'd be mad
- Three kids, see dad broke-ass waitin on the royalties with no cash
- Nice car, no gas, stuck at the pump
- Had a lil' hot single now he's stuck in a slump
- At the top of his section eight, straight waitin to jump
- Like Milli Vanilli, now people just look at him silly
- Sayin "That's umm - I forgot his name - who is he?"
- He wanted (mooore) never really thought of the loss
- Lookin for (mooore) everybody playin the boss
- To get (mooore) now he just stuck in the sauce
- Like white kids when they got cut off, "Daddy I want.." (mooore)
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest]
- Yeah, yeah, yeah
- This go out to every man tryin to achieve and hold his own
- Them ladies are nice, but you gotta leave them hoes alone
- They'll take it and bro, break in your phone, call your boss up
- (Where that nigga at?) Or tell your wife to try to break up your home
- Now your baby momma takin your son, learn from mistakes I done
- Yesterday we all naked and fun
- I ain't thinkin of none, break in and cum, soon as you done run
- This is real talk, nigga one-on-one
- Between me and you, now this mono-a-mono
- How you gon' catch mono from a hoe that work at McDonald's
- Now you lookin like the clown like Ronald
- That's where Kels fucked up, cause young girls he decided to fondle
- And I ain't fin' ta let HIV's in my bag
- I'll start usin rubbers again, it ain't that bad
- You gotta take care of yourself mayne, don't get grabbed
- Cause if you die, people be like "Aww that's too bad"
- I want (mooore)
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest]
- Everybody so weak like, like, they afraid to speak
- If you see that nigga violate then hit him in his cheek
- Tryin to act like, like, you reppin the street
- You ain't a gangsta, you a bitch with a beat
- So it's time to make role call, then expose y'all
- Adam & Eve shocked in the garden with no drawers
- While niggaz gettin popped on my block with no laws
- I grew up with Disciples that'll smash ya gold off
- I never plugged, cause I know that when you do that shit
- You locked in for life, nigga yeah, etched in blood
- But it's hard to get respect when you less than thug
- And you ain't fin' to serve here if you ain't with us
- Us meanin them, them meanin G.D.
- Gangster Disciples, the same ones that killed Cochise
- So see, how he, well he, meanin me
- Refused to be another nigga dead in the street
- I wanted (mooore)
- [Chorus - repeat 2X as music fades]
- (feat. Bump J, Mikkey)
- [Chorus: Rhymefest + Mikkey]
- Meet them Chicago-Rillas
- Yeah..And we some cold hard killas
- Meet them Chicago-Rillas
- Yeah..We came to get that scrilla
- [Mikkey:]
- Uh, point blank Charlie, I'm that nigga
- Been killing them Kanye tracks before Jigga
- Hooked with No ID when Kanye moved to NY
- I was in the hundreds runnin around totaled semis
- Left Cash Money and started my own empire
- And we don't do no bird call, bitch we been fly
- And we won't kiss another man in the mouth, we GANGSTA
- But we will run up in your house and stain ya
- Close range murder remain ya
- Empty the whole clip plus what's in the chamber
- And if this won't help you Joe you know what we aim for
- Lower that ice boy you know what we came for, nigga
- Act like it we gon' put you to sleep
- We'll own everything worth some even your teeth
- And beef, you don't want, it I promise that
- This is south homicide of Chicago, honor that
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest:]
- You could never hold this block like I do
- You grew up with a house full of women and let your momma pussify you
- Started gangbangin in high school
- Got your ass whipped and you stopped gangbangin in high school
- This is something to ride to
- Bitch ho wonderful
- Twista, Common and Kanye look real comfortable
- Bump, Fest and Mikkey fin a snatch it from under you
- I'll help a nigga bag dependin on how my numbers do
- Huh, and this ain't Wayne talkin greazy, greazy
- This is just your mannerisms and they need me, need me
- I'm a gremlin out the 12 ho feed me, feed me
- Girls we got it's too hot for TV, TV
- THAT'S RIIIIGHT, Naw it ain't Jeezy, Jeezy
- Them Chicago-Rillas gon' snatch ya freebie
- Wear it around the hood, believe me
- And when you want it back the price moved up like George and Weezie
- I will never sit, y'all will never tell
- When the heat is on, I will never bail
- I will, never--let a stud extort me
- I'll run up in your house with my leaking wing fin a spit poetry
- I'll put a punk head with a floor beat
- I'm like bullets flying through the hood, you can't ignore me BITCH
- [Chorus]
- [Bump J:]
- My crew is thorough
- I see life through a barrel
- I'm clean cause I make green like blue and yellow
- I got a deal, I ain't flash-you'll ball out
- I went in cops with crates of guns and passed 'em all out
- I'm that hood, make rappers call it quits
- I've been good, Atlantic just made it all legit
- It's all real, y'all rappers just act hard
- And we spend money like it grows in our backyard
- The MAC-11 is with me, I'm goin well over 80
- In that navy blue 760
- And I'm headed towards the hundreds, the king of the city
- Going to get this money (with Rhymefest and Mikkey, NIGGA)
- Crossing them, you're dead wrong
- I will grab that chrome
- Put it on your head like some head phones
- You don't want Bump to squeeze till the leads gone
- Block bloody murder, redrum (redrum, NIGGA)
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymfest]
- Woo! Yeah...
- Ladies and gentlemen, what you are about to hear
- Is another, Rhymfest, Animal House classic
- So get on the flo' and just
- (Back it up, back it up) Now put it on my stick
- (Back it up, back it up) Now put it on my stick
- {Back it up, back it up} Now put it on my stick
- {Back it up, back it up}
- Now Columbus discovered America (yeah)
- And look, and I just found me some Erika (hi!)
- Back it up, put it all in this area (ooh)
- You send the vibe like a messager carrier
- And wait - I just got off of work and all
- And I ain't think I'd meet a chick that could work it all
- Move in, you ain't gotta go work at all
- Now first of all, I ain't thirsty y'all
- I just wanna sit-sit and drink wit'chu
- And then get you tip-tip, tipsy too
- Forget myself then I start pah-payin you
- Girl you know that ain't true, I'm just playin wit'chu
- C'mon, now I ain't fin' to get soft or trick off
- Blindfold yourself, spin around and get lost
- I put my dick all around your mouth like lip gloss
- Girl you better "Jump" like Kris-Kross before I make ya
- [Chorus]
- Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick
- Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick
- {Back it up, back it up} Put it on my stick
- Put it, put, put it on my stick
- {Back it up, back it up} And put it on my stick
- {Back it up, back it up} And put it on my stick
- [Rhymfest]
- Now Ben Franklin found 'lectricity
- And it's electric when you be kissin me (muah!)
- Let me take you on a ride through history
- Before the fame and her ass was dissin me
- But hoe! .. Don't get up and leave
- This the part of the show you won't believe
- David Blaine gon' complain when he see me
- On BET, and MTV
- And girrrrrrrrrl, skip the entourage
- It's a two-seater Porsche in my garage
- I'ma take you out the hood like bon voyage!
- Introduce you to stars and it ain't no mirage
- My radio, believe me I like it loud
- I be outside of the club and movin the crowd
- Then I get her to the crib to remove the blouse
- Look baby no mistakes allowed, you better turn around and oooh
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest]
- Farrakhan just marched with a million men
- But I got a million dollars in fives and tens
- Back it up on my lap, I'm ready to spend
- Put it all on the table I'm ready to win
- Woo! Woo~! .. Now you ready to bend?
- And she sayin that it hurt but I barely was in
- Livin life carefree is still like a sin
- God let me start over, and do it again
- Like OHHH-OHHHH, OHHH-OHHHH
- These hoes is on the flo'! Work it out
- OHHH-OHHHH, OHHH-OHHHH
- These hoes is on the flo'! You need to back it up and
- [Chorus]
- (feat. Mario)
- [Rhymefest]
- {"And everything's gonna work out fine"}
- I don't know man {"Ohhh Lord"} not the way things is lookin
- Look, let me tell y'all somethin
- Women, they do the same thing that men do man
- They cheat, they go out, they wild, they girls goin wild
- But they a lil' better at it than we at!
- See they plan it out man
- And and if you don't understand how the game works
- You know what? I think it's time for me to break it down to ya
- Let me tell you my story
- Now your sister lyin for you when I walk in the house
- She like, "Oh you just walked in, she just stepped out!"
- What I'm two seconds behind you, take detectives to find you
- Let me just, remind you, who the hell you lyin to
- Said that you was goin out with Claire
- I called Claire (Hello?) she was at home, you wasn't there
- I'm like ahh hell naw, dawg she wouldn't dare
- Dare she did, went to the club, there she is
- That's my word, I started thinkin all absurd
- I started listenin to Tank like {"Maybe I Deserve"}
- Yeah yeah I cheated once, twice, maybe three
- But hey, that ain't the point, we ain't talkin 'bout me
- Don't change subjects and claim you love 'Fest
- When every other day I don't know who you gon' fuck next
- I'm thinkin you my girl, my lady, my boo
- Tell me admit nothin, we can work this through - psych!
- [Chorus: Mario + (Rhymefest)]
- Are we, really sure (yeah, yeah)
- That a love that's lasted for so long can still endure
- (Can it still endure?)
- Do I, really care (yeah, yeah) la-da-da-da-DAH-DAH-DAH
- Hey hey I'm talkin 'bout distractions, goin on elsewhere
- [Rhymefest]
- Oh you don't think you need game, homey you better have it
- Cause women cheat like men, only they better at it
- You kiss your girl on the cheek, thinkin she sweet
- She got a man to meet at least for every day of the week
- Monday - she with Larry, he think he slicker than hair grease
- Big daddy with a Caddy and he rockin his hair piece
- He like to show off, he's spendin the bucks
- But she ain't even gotta fuck him cause he cain't get it up
- Tuesday - she with Claude, he on some treat her like a lady shit
- Chivalrous, pull the chair out and he's always there to babysit
- So - Wednesday and Thursday - she can go out and dance
- And if she met me, she probably had a one night stand
- Friday - she back wit'chu, kissin and cuddlin
- Talkin 'bout her hard week and lookin for love again
- Now I ain't tryin to tell you that you wrong for keepin her
- All I'm tryin to say is you don't own her, you leasin her
- [Chorus: Mario + (Rhymefest)]
- Are we, really sure (uhh, c'mon)
- That a love that's lasted for so long can still endure
- (Can it still endure?)
- Do I, really care (I don't know) Hey hey hey
- I'm talkin 'bout distractions, goin on elsewhere
- [Rhymefest]
- Look I'ma sing it one mo' time - man, don't get distracted
- Your woman cheat like you, only she better at it
- She come up with the plan befo'hand, befo' you even ask
- Give you a hug, backrub, run the water for the tub
- By now, you done forgot she was a thug?
- Wait, you need some help stud
- Yo' girl wearin perfume and spandex like
- I'm goin to the health club with Sheryl
- (You know Sheryl!) Yeah you know Sheryl
- With two baby daddies, one for her and one for yo' girl
- And the whole world knows, but they cain't convince him
- That's his baby momma and he's so defensive
- She ride around in the Benz and spend them ends up
- Took me to the mall, I was so expensive!
- I ain't tryin to tell you not to give her your best
- But you might wanna still have a paternity test
- [Chorus: Mario + (Rhymefest)]
- Are we, really sure (are we really sure)
- That a love that's lasted for so long can still endure
- (Can it still endure?)
- Do I, really care, hey hey hey
- I'm talkin 'bout distractions, goin on elsewhere
- [Mario]
- Talkin 'bout it goin on elsewhere
- Cause there's so many girls, around the world
- Goin on elsewhere, goin on elsewhere
- Cause there's so many girls, around the world
- Goin on elsewhere, goin on elsewhere
- Hey hey hey HEYYYY!
- {"Oh someday... no I ain't wastin no more tiiiime"}
- [Rhymefest]
- Southside step up, and get you a slice
- Eastside step up, and get you a slice
- Westside step up, and get you a slice
- Northside step up, and get you a slice
- Chi-Town step up, and get you a slice
- L.A. step up, and get you a slice
- N.Y. step up, and get you a slice
- It's just a slice of the devil's pie, ah-c'mon
- [Chorus]
- {"Christians all say"} Yeah they say
- {"In God we trust"} Uh-huh
- {"What we gon' do, when he comes back 'round to us"}
- Well it's not for us to say
- {"Everyday, yeahhh"}
- {"Girls drugs dancers and lust"} Uh-huh, uh-huh
- {"What we gon' do when it all comes back to us"}
- [Rhymefest]
- Look; times is hard, life is hard
- I lost my job, baby oh my God
- My wife is nauseous, she pregnant as hell
- My mistress on the cell sayin she gon' tell
- My Uncle in the cell sayin he want bail
- My granddaddy can't see, claimin he need Braille
- I'm fightin for strength, in the street grindin for cents
- I know I'm ahead of my time but I'm behind on my rent
- Askin Kanye for money just to pay on my gas bill
- He asked me for it back, nigga brush up on your math skills
- Nothin plus zip equals zero; he couldn't relate
- That nigga ain't been broke since "H to the Izzo"
- That's whem my man Biddle stopped by with two little
- pills I could put in the bag and sell like Skittles
- One for ten, fifteen for two
- Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
- [Chorus w/ different ad libs]
- [Rhymefest]
- Take a neighborhood full of hongry blacks
- within 3 beeper shops, 2 liquor stores and one laundromat
- No banks, just a Check'n'Go, everywhere you go
- You don't wanna ask too much though
- We gon' make a tasty pastry, that you can't get in a bakery
- I picture hopelessness from slavery {*gasp*}
- Can you smell it yet, a few churches that almost care
- I know you heathens ready to eat, we almost there
- Somebody pass a couple of gangs of glocks
- Politicians are quick to cop, sprinkle pie me on the top
- While I, couldn't be faster, recipe for disaster
- Gunshots is the devil's laughter
- Like you tried to play fair and yo' ass lost
- Then you tried to get gangsta, homey you mad soft
- Overcrowded jails puttin pounds on Ashcroft
- Don't forget the glaze, your devils buyin the crack sauce
- [Chorus w/ different ad libs]
- [Rhymefest]
- Now George Bush step up, and get you a slice
- Tony Blair step up, and get you a slice
- Rumsfeld step up, and get you a slice
- Condi Rice step up, and get you a slice
- Wait, I'ma step up, and get you a slice
- My baby momma stepped up, and got her a slice
- E'rybody step up, and get you a slice
- It's just a slice of the devil's pie, ah-c'mon
- I said - step right up, hear ye hear ye
- Hear me clearly this here more than theory
- Young males plays the judge and jury
- Black filled with fury first time I met my dad
- Through a cell, wire and phone, wiring home
- Back in my cell and dyin alone, prayin to God
- Like I'm raggedly sewn, askin the Lord - why ain't I home
- Regardless of what I was on, I know you the king
- Tell Satan I don't owe him a thing
- Slingin them O's, and now he got my soul in the sling
- I know I messed up a couple of times
- Bust some nines, on anybody fuckin with mine
- That's when my life got disasterous, I was blasphemous
- I know my momma didn't ask for this
- You got them demons waitin for me with the caskets lit
- Please Lord, let this bastard live
- [Chorus w/ different ad libs]
- [Rhymefest]
- Yeah yeah, Chi-Town in the house
- Rhymefest in the house
- Yo Mark, get out here nigga
- We gotta go get up with these girls
- These guns, this pussy...[fades]
- (feat. Mike Payne)
- [Rhymefest]
- Yeah, this song right here
- Is about a lot of different - people, women I know
- Family members, things we go through, y'know?
- And, it just means that, sister I understand
- You can't have trials without tribulations
- And umm, sometimes we just need God to work that out
- I'ma kick it like this, look
- This beat reminds me of a lounge, on a Wednesday night
- Shorty chillin at the bar ain't have no friends in sight
- I rolls up like, "Damn girl, what you in tonight?"
- She looked up said, "This ain't how I wanna spend my life"
- Tears in her face, fear in her face
- Man this ain't about love, she was feelin disgraced
- She said, "In five years I got three kids, two different dads
- I'm pregnant now and I don't know who the father is"
- Heavy thing, she was tellin me everything
- Her mother became a widow before she got the wedding ring
- Shorty was locked in a prison, I wanted to set her free
- But I couldn't, so I sat and listened
- With no intermission, I didn't interrupt her
- To tell the truth, originally I just wanted to fuck her
- But, heh, I was like damn girl, you gon' be okay?
- She turned around and said
- [Chorus: Mike Payne]
- Yeahh, sister, I know that sometimes
- This world don't treat you, right, yeah
- And sister, I know that he left you
- with too many, responsibilities, yeahhh
- [Rhymefest]
- Look, love don't love nobody
- Drugs don't love nobody, so why you put that shit in your body?
- Now we can't have a decent conversation
- Cause she always shakin
- I tried to deny it at first, it bothers me now
- Don't ask for money, you done ten dollar'd me out
- I even took yo' kids when they put you out the last house
- But I will not babysit while you in a crackhouse!
- And I would hate, to turn 'em over to the state
- Look what I did, I let they bad-ass stay and just tear up my crib
- While you hurt me child, horribly
- He asked me why my momma love drugs more than me
- I couldn't answer, I sat back and peered in the sky
- I thought it was rainin, but damn, there was tears in my eyes
- He was like you gon' be alright Uncle Che?
- I'm like man, look
- [Chorus: Mike Payne]
- Yeahh, sister, don't you know
- You're worth, more than gold (way more than gold) yeahhhh
- And sister, don't you know
- I sew what's in your, souuuuuuuulll, yes I do yes I do
- [Mike Payne]
- And I know daddy did you wrong
- But you gooo-hooot to be strong
- Cause you will see...
- The sun shine... the sun gonna shine
- Yes you will see (you will see, you will see, you will see)
- The sun shine... (yeahhhhh yeahhhhh oh yeah)
- The sun's gon' shine (the sun's gon' shine)
- The sun's gon' shine (the sun's gon' shine)
- The sun's GON' shine (the sun's GON' shine)
- I said the sun's gon' shine (the sun's gon' shine)
- Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
- Oh sister I know
- Sister I know that it gets so hard for you babe
- (You don't understand) And that's why I'm here
- Baby you should have no fear (that's why I need ya)
- Sister sister sister sister sister
- [fades out]
- (feat. Malik Yusef)
- Yo Rhymefest, JV, come up here real quick, lemme talk
- to these mufuckers
- Wild hundreds, whatup
- Chi-Town..
- GD over here
- [Malik Yusef:]
- Imagine you was hustlin'
- The Romans came in, and somehow you was able to evade the search
- This just means your grandmama must've really, really prayed in church
- Maybe it's time for you to trade in merch for a blue collar
- (Man, I ain't workin' no job)
- Cause even if you is hustlin', you gon' need a job a job on the side
- And if you are paying part (?) then Peter (?) get robbed on the side
- If you've been in perpetual, continuous grime mode
- and only been able to get small stacks on
- Then you need something to fall back on
- But we the people the talk tall smack on
- They legislate as IF you HAD a father
- Had hot water and electricity and your mom didn't abuse you
- So like Tom, let me Cruise you through this here Minority Report
- Y'all know we ain't really run this rap shit
- And ain't got no REAL authority in sports
- And why do them fake media keep feeding you lies and tellin' you that
- All the Blacks and Latinos is out here smugglin'
- When the vast majority of minorities got two jobs, a career, and family time
- They jugglin', strugglin', to keep a (?) from kicking their rear
- This here, is for chicken and beer, some kicks and some gear
- The money for the whip and tip, we keep over here
- Tryna take a trip a year, cause you gon' need a vacation
- From all the hatin' and the pigs trynna put a seam in your wig
- You got two things, a dream and a gig
- Because you have two things, a flow and some kids
- You already know what is when you workin' a whole lotta hours
- For just a few dollars
- So I wanna hear you holler
- MISTER Blue Collar!
- (man, fuck that, man, get your hands out my pocket nigga)
- (feat. Citizen Cope)
- [Rhymefest:]
- Straight outta highschool he didn't know what to do
- Wanted to go to college but no money was nothin' new
- Wanted to get away go see the world and do somethin' new
- He got approached in the mall by the army recruit
- Told him "If you wanna go to school we got money too,
- Sign up at eighteen you be you when you twenty-two"
- He joined the army airborne got his uniform went to bootcamp got some
- discipline Iraq is where they shipped him
- He's in the mission where bullets flyin' and missin him
- Wishin' he was a kid again with his family in Michigan
- In the midst of fightin' militiamen, one round took down six of them
- He ain't really a killa though, takin' a lotta risks
- This is what a poor person do for a scholarship
- He turned around and got a face full of hollow-tips
- But don't be mad, he died for the flag
- [Chorus: Citizen Cope]
- Now what you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
- And it won't be long before, you're pullin' yourself away
- What you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
- And it won't be long before, you're pullin' yourself away
- [Rhymefest:]
- Papa was a playa, knew just what to say ta'
- Get the women back to his lair, and lay her
- If sex had a trophy he's the Hiesman touchdown
- Hittin' models and B-chicks in Buzztown
- He got the women with crazy stares with his lady there
- Thay ain't care they like "Ooh look at his baby hair"
- He took 'em all put 'em in a line hit five new chickens
- He though they was fine
- Got head from five dopefiends smokin' a dime
- And did it all raw dog, and dog I ain't lyin'
- Til' he woke up one season with legions
- He went to the doctor asked him what was the reason
- The test read positive he couldn't believe it
- He tried to blame God askin' why did he leave him
- Pleadin' please let the disease leave him
- From women that he conquered, he caught the monster
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest:]
- Now when the sun goes down, north side of town
- On the other side of the block, when cops ain't around
- On the same side of the street that 'Pac hit the ground
- Not in Vegas, cause every nigga got 'Pac in him now
- When my guys hit the block, and we provin' we thugs
- I ain't on no swim team but you see pools of blood
- Skip Judy when you die, she ain't whose the judge
- If you married to game then prove your love
- Here's a strap shorty, shoot it do it then do it
- This ain't a game this a organized movement
- My hurt, my love, my pain, my stress
- My strife, my wife, my life, my test
- We made for more, we die for less
- When you starvin' in the ghetto I'ma right the rest
- See my girl think I'm hard, and my Momma think I'm hard
- But when I'm all up in the dark I just fall on my knees
- [Chorus]
- This Is Your Life Yo
- You Got Ups And You Got Downs Man
- You Got Downs And You Got Ups
- We All Go Through The Same Thing On Different Days
- Man Don't Act Like You Ain't Like Me
- What You Don't Put Your Pants On One Leg At A Time
- What's Going On With You Playa
- Let Me Tell You Somethin Man
- I'm Ready To Tell You About Your Life On This One Look At Here
- These The Things We All Go Through
- It's Everyday Life For Me And You
- Don't Feel Bad
- Don't Feel Bad
- Things That Happen Everyday
- Around The World Or Around The Way, We Just...
- Just Tell A Story
- Tell A Story
- Where Can I Start
- Start At The Part
- Me At The Part
- Playin This Part
- Provin This Role
- Waitin On Old?
- Just Got Fronted At Eight For That Blow
- Now You Burn The Pot
- Watch Me Rock
- Back On The Block
- With A Few In The Sock
- Doing The Heavy
- Cops In The Chevy
- Scopin His Every Move Already
- Smooth And Deadly
- Cool His Belly
- Probably Get Popped Right In Front Of The Deli
- The Ghetto To Mallon
- His Tools Was Heavy
- His Crew Was Ready
- To Do Whatevy
- Got Juice But Not Tryin To Turn In The Power
- Ain't Burnin The Pot
- Now You Watch Me Rock
- Chop Drop Swap Cop
- Chop Drop Swap Cop
- Chop Stop You Cop We Cops
- Swallow That Working End Of The Glock
- Only Thirteen Ain't Know What It Mean
- But He Lovin The Green The American Dream
- His Momma Says Stop His Father Was Hot
- Couldn't Just Stop Cause He Coulda Got Shot
- They Move Him Down South To Straighten Him Out
- And He's Still Selling Dope By The Big Warmer House
- What You Gon' Do When It's All Up To You
- Stuck In This Cell With Nothing To Do, But...
- Just Tell A Story
- Tell A Story
- These The Things We All Go Through
- It's Everyday Life For Me And You
- Don't Feel Bad
- You Feel That
- Things That Happen Everyday
- Around The World Or Around Your Way, We Just...
- Tell A Story
- Tell A Story
- Jenny Was Bad She Stayed On Suspension
- Hung Around Guys She Liked That Attention
- Give Her Daddy An Honourable Mention
- He Wrote Her Letters While He Was In Prison
- Brother Ain't Home
- Momma Was Gone
- Working Them Doubles Now She All Alone
- Stuck At The Crib With No Food Or A Phone
- What You Thinkin Your Girl Gon' Be On
- Party At Jam's House People Would Come
- Sippin That Scissor, Hitten Them Blunts
- Underage Kids Could Come And Get Drunk
- Did I Hit It? Well Maybe Just Once
- She Had A Boyfriend They Was In Love
- He Had A Job He Was Sellin The...Uhh
- Same Shit's On The Streets
- Now She Gettin Two Letters A Week Sayin
- What Is The Lonlest Number That Your'll Ever Do?
- When Your Looking For Love,
- And Daddy Aint There To Hug
- And Two Is The Lonlest Number Is As Bad As One, When Your Hurtin Your Soul
- Thinking Your Makin A Feelin At Home
- But These Are The Thing We All Go Through
- Its Everyday Life For Me And You
- Don't Feel Bad
- I Know You Feel Bad
- I Know You Feel Bad
- Things That Happen Eveyday
- Around The World Or Around Your Way
- Just Tell A Story
- What Do We Do?
- Tell A Story
- This Is Starting To Get Old
- Got Me Feelin Lyk A Whales In Fish Bowl
- When The City And The Summer Can Get Cold
- When The Army Your Home Is Gnna Get Stole
- N Everybody And Your Moma Got Bad Credit
- It Dont Matter We Ball Like We Athletic
- On The Run From The Cops
- Till We Asmatic
- In A House Will A Bill...?
- This Aint Nothin But Life For Ghetto Youghts
- That Im Writing Spitting This Little Booth
- N If I Lie I Still Mix It With Little Truth
- When I Go Down Nigga Im Living Proof
- Dont Get Mad Because Im Stuck In This Glory
- N Y'all Rappers Aint Go Nothing To For Me
- But Right Now I Guess The Storys Over
- The Storys Over
- Ryhmefest
- A Leader Of Records Man
- We Document This Story For You
- Put It Down
- Chicargo
- We Just Tell A Story
- We Get On Borey
- (feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard)
- [Intro]
- Dear Ol' Dirty Bastard, no no
- Dear, Baby Jesus, no that's not it
- Dear Dirt McGirt, aw yeah yeah yeah
- Look, man it's this girl that I really like man
- And, I want to get her to notice me
- So, I just wanted some advice on
- What should I do to like, get her to come my way
- Write back soon, your biggest fan, Rhymefest
- [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
- Why do you build me up (build me up) buttercup
- Baby just to let me down (just to let me down)
- Mess me around, and then worst of all (worst of all)
- You never call baby when you say you will (when you say you will)
- But I love you still, I need you! (I need you!)
- More than anyone darlin; you know that I have from the start
- Build me up (build me up)
- Buttercup, don't break my heart
- [Rhymefest]
- Look, c'mon
- Have you ever met a girl, come into your world
- Cat {?} put your brain on sterile
- Activate and leave stains like curls
- Sophisticate, and make you feel so world
- Ahhh, there it is - so liberated
- Ridin in a sports car, so ventilated
- Joggin in a sports bra, so titillated
- Chick so cool, but not refridgerated
- Look McGirt, I don't wanna trouble ya
- But this chick on my block, I'm in love with her
- I wanna get up in her Bush like Dubya
- Tryin to get up in her Bush like Dubya
- So write me back, let me know
- How I'm 'sposed to hit it when I got no dough
- How I'm 'sposed to spit it when I got no flow
- Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy ya, shimmy yo
- Oh (woo-hoo-hoooo)
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest]
- I just wanna talk to her
- But I'm me and this girl is so popular
- It's a dirty game, me has binoculars
- From a distance I just started watchin her
- Then I met her at Hills on the Southside
- Bought her chicken and fries, with coleslaw aside
- She ain't say thanks enough, that's all pride
- I don't care about her man, I just let it slide
- I just think about fuckin you everyday
- And just sink in the back of my Chevrolet
- All that chicken you ate and you never paid
- Take my order, can I have a breast or leg?
- Would you fin' to say no, oh, how's that so?
- After I came here and spent all my dough?
- Then I got scared and said it's a joke
- Gave her a hug and stole her coat
- [Chorus]
- [Rhymefest]
- Dear Dirty, thanks for the advice and everything man
- It didn't really work out with this chick this time
- She wasn't that buttercup, she was just another slut man
- But you know what? I'm just gonna say forget about it man
- I'ma go get a movie, you haven't seen "Harry Met Sally" yet?
- It's kinda like what I'm goin through; aww, whatever
- C'mon!
- Yeah
- This is for everybody lookin for that perfect girl man
- Sometimes you ain't got all the money in the world
- And you ain't got all the looks in the world but
- You can still find that buttercup
- Don't let her build you up and break you down man
- You build it up, whatever, yo freak for me
- Make sure she like to fuck though, heh
- That's always important isn't it?
- [ODB]Expect you're the one for meeeeeeeeeee
- [Fest]Yo Dirt, pack your bags, let's go
- [ODB]Girrrrl, the way you give brains to meeeeeeeeeee
- [Fest]Yo Dirt, it's over G!
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