Cover art for All I Do by Rhymefest
Jul. 11, 20061 viewer

All I Do Lyrics

[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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All I do is the 5th track off of the debut album “Blue Collar” by Rhymefest. The song samples “Ain’t That (Mellow Mellow)” by Willie Hutch

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Release Date
July 11, 2006
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