County Line

Seven in the morning, standing in the line
 Three fools in front of me, drinking on some wine
 Two in the back of me sucking on a joint
 And one in back of them ready for a new sport
 There's four five suckers way way in the back
 Stooped down low with the crowd smokin' crack
 They looking at me funny coz I got a record out
 And a nigga with a record out is supposed to have some proud
 A forth of the people in the line be hookers
 But the other forth betta ask help themself
 A forth of the people having good faith
 And all of the rest all fucked up in the head
 A bald headed stank bitch is about to make me laugh
 And a nigga who need a bath is asking for my autograph
 Ain't nothing changed but the time
 I got to get mine, so I'm standing in the county line
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
 Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
 You got to have a car in this land of milk and honey
 I walked through the front door fill out my app
 Here comes another sap asking if I rap
 I don't say a word coz he know that I do
 I'm down with the MAAD ass U know Hoo!
 I take a numer and a seat
 I'm sweating from the heat
 Somebody got their shoes off
 I smell they feet
 My number is 80, it's still on 20
 I look up at the clock and now IS 10: 30
 Free butter and cheese oh please, oh please
 Can I get my food stamps so I can leave
 I got money and a car but they don't really know it
 Now they asking me a gang of questions cause I told them I was homeless
 I'm living in a car drive back in the alley
 But I use to shack up with a hooker named Sally
 Line after line
 Ruff is the time
 My life is in a bomb so I'm standing in the county line
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
 Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
 You got to have a car in this land of milk and honey
 I'm sittin' at a desk talking to a social worker
 She thinks I'm a fool but I know that I can work her
 Punk ass ho' sittin' behind the window all toe up ass tramp
 Runnin that ol' weak shit talkin' about
 "You have a penetentry record"
 I said I know that BIATCH!
 She wants to know what kind a work do I do
 I said I haven't worked since 1982
 I can't find a job though I looked and I looked
 Took one hit of the crack and mistook
 She sittin there wonderin' what did coz I did
 And the whole time I'ma watchin like I'm smokin me a joint
 Job search work the projects whackness
 And in a few weeks I'd get my check
 Now I got to wait for them to call me trough the window
 So I can get some cash to pay for the hotel and the bathshow
 It's 5:13 by the clock on the wall
 Mothafuckez move so I can make a phonecall
 Shit is getting late and the time is 29
 That why so many niggas standing in the county line
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
 Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
 You got to have a car in this land of milk and honey
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
 You got to have a car (This-this-this)
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
 Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
 This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh