The Thin Green Line

I don't think they understand how hard it is.

Working 5 hours a week, and feeding two kids.

Wife pays the bills, but she ain't getting rich.

This shit is aggravating. I gotta flip the switch.

Let me get another brick, and then turn it into nicks.

Went to see the Doc, and had him sign my slip.

Now I'm picking out my bag like I'm gonna flip the script.

It's hitting a loophole when I don't wanna hit a lick.

I've hit a few before, and I'm tired of the shit.

Man, this gap is getting thick between the poor and the rich.

There's money to be found, but they aren't sharing it.

So I get on a hustle 'til I feed the wife and kids.

I'm not a gangster. Don't even know what that is.

I'm just a fed up man who ain't got no quit.

The world is a thin green line, and I'm tired of walking it.