Lyrics:

We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes 'Get a job you fucking slob,' is all he replies God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes 'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues Chorus Then you really might know what it's like... Then you really might know what it's like... Then you really might know what it's like... Then you really might know what it's like... Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love He said, 'Don't worry about a thing, baby doll I'm the man you've been dreaming of.' But 3 months later he say he won't date her or return her call And she swear, 'God damn, if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls.' And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walking through the door They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner and they call her a whore God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes 'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose Chorus I've seen a rich man beg I've seen a good man sin I've seen a tough man cry I've seen a loser win And a sad man grin I heard an honest man lie I've seen the good side of bad And the downside of up And everything between I licked the silver spoon Drank from the golden cup And smoked the finest green I stroked the baddest dimes at least a couple of times before I broke their heart You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start I knew this kid named Max who used to get fat stack