Blue Collar Holler

[Chorus: All]
I'm not a preacher or a teacher or a electrician
A writer or a fighter or a politician
We just a crew, we doin' our job
And it's an odd, odd job
I'm not a preacher or a teacher or a electrician
A writer or a fighter or a politician
We just a crew, we doin' our job
And it's an odd, odd job

[Verse 1: Crescent Moon]
I said the first time I saw the mic and its attitude
They had to use the jaws of life to get it back to you
They never got me off the flight and the altitude
Can't top the heights that I'm taking you tonight, right

[Verse 2: Nomi]
Ladies in the place on the paper chase
I'm a jokers wild and you the ace of spades
Trump card living large flick of the wrist
Check this, I'm a union activist

[Verse 3: Advizer]
I was talkin' to my main man Crescent Moon
'Bout how you got the stage presence of a tennis shoe
Ain't that right Crescent Moon? (Hell yes it's true
I put that on my mama and the rest of the crew)
Young and impressionable, that's how we came in the game
Went from playin' with fire to makin' it rain
Takin' our aim dangerously close to the top
(Anticipation of the groove makes me go rrrrah!)

[Verse 4: Nomi]
If your speakers bump or you roll with a boom box
New pair of gator's roller skates with some tube socks
Bob your head shake your fist
Sugar in the Kool Aid, the type of mix
This ain't a power trip, it's a space ship
Where the beats bang beautiful like Arabic
What you scared of kid? What you scared to live?
I live by the pen and the way it drips

[Chorus: All]
I'm not a preacher or a teacher or a electrician
A writer or a fighter or a politician
We just a crew, we doin' our job
And it's an odd, odd job
I'm not a preacher or a teacher or a electrician
A writer or a fighter or a politician
We just a crew, we doin' our job
And it's an odd, odd job

[Verse 5: Crescent Moon]
And now I'll pass it off to anyone who wanna pick it up
Psyche, I'll never give it up, y'all are sittin' ducks
Every night we "x" off a day on the calendar
More time wasted looking for a worthy challenger

[Verse 6: Advizer]
Man I get mad like CJ Mac
When the MC's dope but the beat's straight wack
Or when the beat is phat but the rapper don't rhyme right
It's like mackin' underage Jersey trash at Limelight

[Verse 7: Crescent Moon]
A complicated alien making this look simple
I'll bite your whole style and spit it out the window
One more thing before me and my crew go
What you want on your tombstone? I ain't talkin' bout food though

[Chorus: Nomi]
I'm not a preacher or a teacher or a electrician
A writer or a fighter or a politician
I'm Nomi steady doin' my job
And that's an, odd odd job

[Chorus: Crescent Moon]
I'm not a preacher or a teacher or a electrician
A writer or a fighter or a politician
I'm Cres Moon steady doin' my job
And that's an odd, odd job

[Chorus: Advizer]
I'm not a preacher or a teacher or a electrician
A writer or a fighter or a politician
I'm Advize and I'm doin' my job
That's a odd, odd job

[Outro: All]
That's an odd, odd job (What? Yeah!)
That's an odd, odd job (Hey! One more time now!)
That's an odd, odd job (give it to me, give it to me)
Odd, odd job (what we doin?)
Odd, odd job (CMI Family)
Odd, odd job (Twin Cities, everywhere, how you doin'?)
Odd, odd job (Keep it movin' now)
We just a Oddjobs (one more time, what?)