What's the point of waking up today? What's the point of doing anything anyway What's the point of hearing people say that you wont amount anything Well
Can you dig it? Can you DIG it? True Goo by Free Paul Simon Magoo Fame confront truths stink glory one Your itchy doo Angry spoo just grew and grew till
She ain't the Avon lady but her beauty was strong Right before she went to rest she had me singin' this song She must be a special lady And a very exciting
fell White collar got dirt in your pants You got egg in your hair, you got spit on your chin You're a white collar scared to be bored Blue Collar, she
a minute) no, two things more I?d like to hear the wedding march played sweetly, baby That much for tradition in our lives Maybe you could pop your collar
kick it and this is how we do it this original styles mine so why would you ruin it so you thought that G was all washed up but the ring around the collar
were kings Blocks on fire, fiends getting higher (Block's on fire tonight, uh, huh) Robbing blue collar, killing for a dollar (Hey, yo, we rob them blue collars
the fam' remember when we were kings Blocks on fire (block's on fire tonight) Fiends getting higher (uh-huh) Robbing blue collar (hey yo we rob them blue collars
hot dog, on a Yankee stadium bun First class rates, hire wall street messengers To move your antique rap styles in milk crates Special delivery for
such ridiculous proportions that a chain leading from just behind the head of it must Ooked to a leather dog collar around rhonda's neck, in order to
come back looking like one-armed pests Nixon bombs, here attached No picket fence, no job, no Hazel in the car Blue collar turns to bourgeoise Depressed
[Canibus] You want a facelift? This what it take 'Bis A beat that'll make a nigga think an earthquake hit The blue collar rapper, enigmatic, democratic
you fell you fell White collar, got dirt in your pants You got egg in your hair You got spit in your chin White collar, scared to be bored Blue Collar
the Avon lady but her beauty was strong Right before she went to rest she had me singin this song she must be a special ladyyyyyyyyy and a very exciting
Fifty caliber hole surroundin your chest Bentley blue steel armored cars with boulder baguettes We live in effect, blaze a gun while poppin a Tec Recognize killers, nigga, pop a collar
when we were kings Blocks on fire (Block's on fire tonight) Fiends getting higher (uh-huh) Robbing blue collar (Hey yo we rob them blue collars) Killing
