Artist: Big Shug 
Album:  I.M. 4-EVA
Song:   Blue Collar
Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com

[Intro: Big Shug]
Blue collar, dol-lar!!! AH HAH! One teo one two!
Gimme the test run, get it poppin you know how it goes
AH HA! One two! Blue collar man we tryin to make money man
It's a little harder these days but we keep comin through
Ya understand

[Verse One: Big Shug]
I don't, be in the club tryin to make it rain
I be in the club, tryin to spit some game
I know what it takes, to achieve and gain
Suffer through trauma, heartache and pain
Gave beatdowns left prints and bloodstains
Protect my boys for the love of the game
Years later, I'm a show y'all where I'm at
Raw skills, when I tours to rap
Still +Militia+ stood at the door of rap
Unexcepted 'cause my songs didn't make ya snap
But the real fans understand the strength of songs
Blue collar in the game, twelve years strong
I outlasted many, but no props for that
Gimme my money, now let me see you bop to that
Authentic hip hop, that's where we at
Blue collar, reality rap

[Chorus: Big Shug] (DJ Premier Scratchin)
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee dollar (And I really don't, give a damn who you are-"Mr. Funke")
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee hey! heyyyy! (D-D-Don't mean to be blunt but don't front-"KRS-One")
Bllluuueeeeeeeeeee dollar (A-A-A-And I really don't, give a damn who you are-"Mr. Funke")
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee hey! heyyyy! (D-D-D-D-Don't mean to be blunt but don't front-"KRS-One")
Bllluuueeeeeeeeeee

[Verse Two: Big Shug] (DJ Premier Scratchin)
Right now, let's get one thing clear
Everybody that raps not a millionaire 
Get caught with a gun they pay they in the clear
Catch me they lock me, when nobody cares
The field is not leveled the parallel with the devil
Shit is mad deep so I got my shovel
I'm not buyin what you sellin, I make my way
Since knowledge is golden baby, I give it away
Too much greed that bleeds, down to the bone
Make some dollars then take, my black ass home
Hit the L get smoke two dollars, dap my man
Give a kiss to his wife Carla
It's not a green, yellow or white collar
Just a real black man, with a blue collar, make dollar
(A-A-A-And I really don't, give a damn whon you are-"Mr. Funke")
(D-D-D-D-Don't mean to be blunt but don't front-"KRS-One")

[Chorus: Big Shug] (DJ Premier Scratchin)
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee dollar (And I really don't, give a damn who you are-"Mr. Funke")
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee hey! heyyyy! (D-D-D-Don't mean to be blunt but don't front-"KRS-One")
Bllluuueeeeeeeeeee dollar (A-A-A-And I really don't, give a damn who you are-"Mr. Funke")
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee hey! heyyyy! (D-D-D-D-Don't mean to be blunt but don't front-"KRS-One")
Bllluuueeeeeeeeeee

[Verse Three: Big Shug]
Grab wifey, look in her eyes tell her you love her
Give her a kiss then spoon, under the covers
Remember, it's always, lonely at the top
But it's twice as lonely at the bottom, temptations we all got 'em
But when it's time to pay the bills
The hoochie mamas won't fulfill 
Where there's a way there's a will, stressed out, no jobs to fill
Sooner or later where over the hill
Until it gets better, it's best to punch clock
Grab the mop, work the mailroom or the stop
In my field, chose to cancel repeatedly 
I keep goin, but you ain't never, breakin me
Blue collar!!!!

[Chorus: Big Shug] (DJ Premier Scratchin)
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee dollar (And I really don't, give a damn who you are-"Mr. Funke")
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee hey! heyyyy! (D-D-Don't mean to be blunt but don't front-"KRS-One")
Bllluuueeeeeeeeeee dollar (A-A-A-And I really don't, give a damn who you are-"Mr. Funke")
The bllluuueeeeeeeeeee hey! heyyyy! (D-D-D-D-Don't mean to be blunt but don't front-"KRS-One")
Bllluuueeeeeeeeeee

[Outro: DJ Premier Scratchin]
A-A-A-A-A-And I real-real-really don't-don't-don't-gi-gi-give a d-d-damn-w-w-w-w-w-w-who you are-"Mr. Funke"
D-D-D-D-Don't mean to be blunt but don't front-"KRS-One"