Chorus:

This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh

coz 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 the conned, in this land of milk and honey



Verse Two:

I walked through the front door to fill out my ap

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 number and a seat

I'm sweating from the heat

Somebody got their shoes off

I smell their 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 even know it

now they asking me a gang of questions coz I told them I was homeless

I'm living in a car out back in the alley

but I use to shack up with a hooker named Sally

line after line

what is the time

My life is in a bomb so I'm standing in the county line



Chorus



Verse Three:

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

rollin' that week sheets of mine

"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 1992

I can't find a job though I looked and I looked

took one hit of the crack and mistook

she sittin there wonderin' when i get to the point 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

bum for some change so I can make a phone call

shit is getting late and the time is 29

that why so many niggas standing in the county line

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