County Line (LP Version)

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 4-5suckers
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 ni**a
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 f**ked up in the head
A bald headed stank b**ch is
About to make me laugh
And a ni**a 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
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 letn them looking funny
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 a**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 80It'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
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 letn them looking funny
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 a**ho sittin
Behind the window all toe up a**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 5:13by the clock on the wall
Mothaf* *kez move
So I can make a phonecall
Sh*t 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
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 letn them looking funny
This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
You got to have the conned
And letn them looking funny
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
County Line -Coolio