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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, begging for a newport There's 4-5 suckers way way in the back Stooped down low in the crowd smokin' crack They looking at me funny coz I got a record out And a nigga with a record out I supposed to have some clout A fourth of the people in the line need help But the other fourth of that haven't helped they'self A fourth of the people haven't been fed And all of the rest are 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
[Hook: Coolio] 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 a car in this land of milk and honey
[Verse 2: Coolio] 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 number 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 ask 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 bind So I'm standing in the county line
[Hook: Coolio] 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 a car in this land of milk and honey
[Verse 3: Coolio] I'm sittin' at a desk talking to a social worker She thinks I'm a fool but I know that I can jerk her
-Punk ass ho' sittin' behind the window all toe up ass tramp Runnin that ol' weak shit talkin bout
"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've looked Took one hit of the crack and was hooked She sittin there wondering when i'll get the point And the whole time I'mma wishing I can smoke me a joint Job search worker project fat-necks And in a few weeks I'd get my check Now I got to wait for them to call me through the window So I can get a voucher 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's getting nutty and times is 29 That why so many niggas just standing in the county line
[Hook: Coolio] 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 a car in this land of milk and honey