Lyrics:

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 1030
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 513 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
chorus 2x To Fade