Álbum: Public Assistance
You spend your life on welfare lines,
Or looking handouts,
Why don't you go find a job,
You birth more kids to up your checks,
So you can buy more drugs,
Cash in food stamps and get drunk.
Uncle Sam takes half my pay
So you can live for free,
I got a family and bills to pay,
No one hands money to me.
You can go to school for nothing,
Got that government grant,
Get money in advance,
When you're sick from shooting up,
Medicaid pay full portion,
When little Maria gets knocked up,
She gets a free abortion.
How come it's minorities who cry,
Things are too tough,
On TV with their gold chains,
Claim they don't have enough
I say make them clean the sewers,
Don't take no resistance,
If they don't like it to go to hell,
And cut their public assistance.