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    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 4-5 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


    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, and let'n them looking funny


    Verse 2:

    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 numer 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 really know it
    now they asking me a gang of questions coz 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

    -=Chorus=-

    Verse 3:

    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 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


    -=Chorus x 2 fade out=-

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