Seven in the morning standin in a line
Three fools in the front of me drinkin on some wine
Two in the back of me lookin kinda short
And one in back of them beggin for a newport
There's 4 or 5 suckers way way in the back
Stooped down low in the crowd smokin' crack
They're lookin at me funny cause I got a record out
And a brotha with a record out supposed to have some clout
A 4th of the people in the line need help
The other 4th of that half can't help theyself
But the other 4th of the people haven't been fed
And all of the rest are messed up in the head
A baldhead stank bod is about to make me laugh
And a brother who need a bath is askin for my autograph
Ain't nothin changed but the time
I got to get mine
So I'm standin in the county line.

I walk through the front door fill out my app
Here comes anotha sap askin if I rap
I don't say a word cause he know that I do
I'm down with the maad ass you know who
I take a number and a seat I'm sweatin' from the heat
Somebody got their shoes off I smell they feet
My number is 80 they're still on 20
I look uo at the clock and now its 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 know it
Now they ask a gang of questions cause I told em I was homeless
I'm living in a car out back in the alley
But I used to shack up with a trick named Salley
Line after line rough is the time
My life is in a bind
Oh I'm standing in the county line.

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
She wants to know what kind of 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 I was hooked

She's sittin' there wondering when-I'll get to the point
And the whole time I'm wishing I could get to the front
Job search work fare project that's next
And in a few weeks I'll get my check
Now I got to wait for them to call me to the window
So I can get a voucher for the hotel and the bus yo
It's 5:13 by the clock on the wall
Bum for some change so I could make a phone call
Shits gettin harder that times in '29
That's why so many homies is standin' in the county line.