Mr. Blue Collar (interlude)
Rhymefest, Malik Yusef"Mr. Blue Collar (interlude)" is a song by Rhymefest, Malik Yusef, released in 2006 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:57 long and contains 79 lines and 457 words.
Lyrics
0:00Mr Blue Collar (interlude) - Rhymefest
0:02(yo rhymefest JV)
0:03(what up 'Lik)
0:03Come over here right quick man let me talk to these
0:05Motherf**kers
0:06(alright alright)
0:06Ay man get you bad a** over here and listen to what these
0:09People got to say
0:11(wild hundreds whasup Chitown)
0:13(talk well Mo)
0:14(dig shorty)
0:15(GD over here)
0:16Imagine you was hustlin'
0:16The romans came in
0:17And somehow you was able to evade the search
0:19(all right now)
0:19(come on son)
0:20This just mean yo grandmama musta really really prayed in church
0:22(hmm)
0:22Maybe its time for you trade in merch for a blue collar
0:26(man i aint workin' no job)
0:27'Cause even if you is hustlin' you gonna need a job on the side
0:32And if you are payin' paul then peter get robbed on the side
0:34(teach)
0:35(yes yes)
0:36If you been in perpetual continuous grind mode
0:39And only been able to get small stacks on
0:40Then you need somethin' to fall back on
0:44(mmhmm)
0:45(whoo)
0:45But we the people they talk tall smack on
0:47(come on come on)
0:47(sho do)
0:48They legislate as if you had a father
0:51(i aint had no daddy)
0:52Had hot water electricity and yo' mom didn't abuse you
0:56(we didnt grow up wit none o that)
0:58So like Tom let me cruise you
1:02Through this here minority report
1:02(teach)
1:03(tell em 'Lik tell em)
1:03Y'all know we ain't really runnin' this rap right
1:05(whoo)
1:05And ain't got no real authority in sports
1:06(whoo)
1:07And why do the motherf**kin' fake media keep feedin' you lies
1:11(yes yes)
1:11(man i dont never watch BET)
1:12And tellin' you that all the blacks and latinos is out here smuggling
1:15When the vast majority of minorities
1:17Got two jobs a career and family time
1:20They jugglin' strugglin' to keep adulthood from kickin they rear
1:24(yes sa yes sa)
1:25(sho we do sho we do)
1:26This chapter is for chicken and beer
1:28Some kicks and some gear
1:29The money for the whip and the tip we keep over here
1:32We try to take a trip a year
1:34''cause you gonna need a vacation from all the hatin'
1:36And the pigs tryin' to put a seam in your wig
1:38(tell em boy you tellin em right)
1:40We got two things: a dream and a gig
1:43(you tellin em right)
1:43Because you have two things a flow and some kids
1:45(whoo)
1:45(OK OK)
1:46You already know what it is
1:47(what is it )
1:48(I know)
1:48When you workin' a whole lotta hours
1:50For just a few dollars
1:51(Lord i know)
1:52(yes)
1:52So i wanna hear you holla
1:53MISTER Blue Collar
1:55(mister blue collar)
1:55(you tell em boy)
1:56(yeah thats what it is)
1:57Man get yo hands out my pocket ni**a
Mr Blue Collar (interlude) - Rhymefest (yo rhymefest JV) (what up 'Lik) Come over here right quick man let me talk to these Motherf**kers (alright alright) Ay man get you bad a** over here and listen to what these People got to say (wild hundreds whasup Chitown) (talk well Mo) (dig shorty) (GD over here) Imagine you was hustlin' The romans came in And somehow you was able to evade the search (all right now) (come on son) This just mean yo grandmama musta really really prayed in church (hmm) Maybe its time for you trade in merch for a blue collar (man i aint workin' no job) 'Cause even if you is hustlin' you gonna need a job on the side And if you are payin' paul then peter get robbed on the side (teach) (yes yes) If you been in perpetual continuous grind mode And only been able to get small stacks on Then you need somethin' to fall back on (mmhmm) (whoo) But we the people they talk tall smack on (come on come on) (sho do) They legislate as if you had a father (i aint had no daddy) Had hot water electricity and yo' mom didn't abuse you (we didnt grow up wit none o that) So like Tom let me cruise you Through this here minority report (teach) (tell em 'Lik tell em) Y'all know we ain't really runnin' this rap right (whoo) And ain't got no real authority in sports (whoo) And why do the motherf**kin' fake media keep feedin' you lies (yes yes) (man i dont never watch BET) And tellin' you that all the blacks and latinos is out here smuggling When the vast majority of minorities Got two jobs a career and family time They jugglin' strugglin' to keep adulthood from kickin they rear (yes sa yes sa) (sho we do sho we do) This chapter is for chicken and beer Some kicks and some gear The money for the whip and the tip we keep over here We try to take a trip a year ''cause you gonna need a vacation from all the hatin' And the pigs tryin' to put a seam in your wig (tell em boy you tellin em right) We got two things: a dream and a gig (you tellin em right) Because you have two things a flow and some kids (whoo) (OK OK) You already know what it is (what is it ) (I know) When you workin' a whole lotta hours For just a few dollars (Lord i know) (yes) So i wanna hear you holla MISTER Blue Collar (mister blue collar) (you tell em boy) (yeah thats what it is) Man get yo hands out my pocket ni**a
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