Blue Collar (feat. Rayne of Havik)

The world's crumbling tumbling down
I feel as if it's on my shoulders buried under it now
The lights dimming, yo its fading to black what
I thought what was behind me, wasn't only my fans
It was a couple critics talking, who were stuck in the past
But I shook em off told em get the fuck off my path
I ain't living in your fantasy, of virtual reality
To me this shit is serious it's not just a formality
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed
Where I'm from there's aint much of opportunity
This is all I got back against the wall
Every time the phone is ringing man I race to catch the call
Just hoping it's a Cali number, maybe it's a record label
Maybe they gonna sign me wake me up from all this fucking evil
But then I open my eyes to the same dirty walls that I saw last night
C'mon

But this just ain't me, I'm being knocked down by constant pressure
I don't think they will ever measure everything I give
It's the reason I live
I am down on my knees asking God, who I be?
He said only trust me

So the, more I think about it man I don't really need em
I don't need the industry I just need my fucking people
Done it on my own and though I may not be celebrity
I don't need the fame cuz I got my fucking dignity
Creative freedom, I got the power to beat em
And say that I ain't a slave in the cage that they game ain't feeding
Labels they will sit on you, tell you that your next to blow
Racking up your debt until they let you know they let you go
So where you at then you're worse then where you were before
Bill collectors calling and your ladies walking out the door
Falling to your knees begging baby please believe in me
What happened to hold me down baby I thought that that was you and me
Guess she had enough, done with living in a pipe dream
Now she's with a millionaire he ain't really like me
But I ain't tripping boo, guess that's just the way of love
Used to rolling solo my dolo to me that's good enough

But this just ain't me, I'm being knocked down by constant pressure
I don't think they will ever measure everything I give
It's the reason I live
I am down on my knees asking God, who I be?
He said only trust me

I lay in bed at night and wonder when I'm taking flight
Envision what I'm missing and listen to all my neighbors fight
It's like an epidemic living in the working class
Go to work and bust our ass knowing that we finish last
Somethings got to give stuck here punching time clocks
Rappers out there balling but for some reason I'm not
I could go bar for bar with any of the freshman class
That's why I say industry kiss my mother fucking ass
Everyday, on the road, I just want to make it home
Couple hundred dollars for a mediocre show
I'm just trying to get my piece in the game
Bring some peace into my life and maybe hold up my name
Maybe stand for something taller than the dollar
Gotta break the chain
Blue up on my collar aint a baller but I'm making change
Yeah, what a concept
That's why all these rappers floss and I ain't on yet

But this just ain't me, I'm being knocked down by constant pressure
I don't think they will ever measure everything I give
It's the reason I live
I am down on my knees asking God, who I be?
He said only trust me