| Song | Welfare Love |
| Artist | Dr. Dooom |
| Album | First Come, First Served |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Matlin, Thornton | |
| Hey baby, this the one | |
| Dr. DooomI still love you 'cause you ain't plastic | |
| Makin' them peanut butter sandwiches | |
| Babies cryin', runnin' around with dirty diapers | |
| The way you used to make the | |
| Kool-AidWith the weave all in your hair | |
| Even some droppin' down in my soup | |
| I could excuse that | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| Girl we been through a lot | |
| Every season | |
| I used to bug you out on the couch | |
| For different reasons, you thought | |
| I was crazy | |
| Catchin' a | |
| Greyhound bus down | |
| SouthCollectin' lightning bugs | |
| And bring a dead mouse in the house | |
| Holdin a fortune with a jar of termites | |
| I used to blast the | |
| Delphonics | |
| In a glowing room with black lights | |
| Colt 45 had me sportin' a wig like | |
| Billy DeeI was a | |
| Melle Mel fan, always bumpin' | |
| Run DMCWe stuck together when one of my parakeets died | |
| You broke down and cried for the love of animals | |
| I used to always cut the legs off a roach | |
| See if he'll stay there on a piece of tissue | |
| And give him a piece of toast | |
| That morning, he would wake up and be gone | |
| What the insect had a ambulance? | |
| As a little boy eatin' ice cream in the cold project apartment | |
| I used to see rats dance, my aunt used to lay down the poison | |
| And say, "Y'all makin' too much noise"(Too much noise, oh, too much) | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| Grabbing crackers out the 'frigerator | |
| I was a terrible masturbator | |
| I was looking at | |
| Black Tail and | |
| PenthouseSince | |
| I was in a incubator | |
| With Similak aimin' my bottle | |
| At a fine nurse's ass-crack | |
| It was a pleasure to collect ants | |
| Havin' 'em in my | |
| Billy the | |
| Kid pantsAllergic to chocolate, chewin' | |
| Oreo's and | |
| I couldn't stop it | |
| I remember the days when | |
| King Vitamin was in the supermarket | |
| Kool-Aid was syrupy, my mom used to make it real slurpy | |
| Don't believe in | |
| Santa Claus | |
| They had a dope pea coat filled with mothballs | |
| Lint everywhere with | |
| UTZ chips livin' debonair | |
| Fly girls with onion rings on the staircase | |
| I had Pro- | |
| Keds with | |
| Lee suitsAlways used to stare in your face | |
| Take you on the roof, check out my pigeon coop | |
| Dressed up like | |
| DraculaEatin' a slice of pizza on your stoop | |
| Neighbors knew | |
| I was a nerdy | |
| On the Bronx streets | |
| I was seven thirty | |
| Girls you was infatuated with my quarter fill(Hey baby, check this out) | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| It's welfare love, section eight | |
| Yeah(It's welfare love) | |
| You look so beautiful baby(Welfare love) | |
| With your long hair(Welfare love) | |
| The way you got it done, sewed in(Welfare love) | |
| Babies walkin' around cryin'(Section eight, section eight) | |
| Food all over the floor | |
| The kitchen sink messed up(Welfare love) | |
| It's that old ghetto smell in the house | |
| People comin' over to borrow sugar | |
| That's the way | |
| I like itCereal all over the floor |
| zuo ci : Matlin, Thornton | |
| Hey baby, this the one | |
| Dr. DooomI still love you ' cause you ain' t plastic | |
| Makin' them peanut butter sandwiches | |
| Babies cryin', runnin' around with dirty diapers | |
| The way you used to make the | |
| KoolAidWith the weave all in your hair | |
| Even some droppin' down in my soup | |
| I could excuse that | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| Girl we been through a lot | |
| Every season | |
| I used to bug you out on the couch | |
| For different reasons, you thought | |
| I was crazy | |
| Catchin' a | |
| Greyhound bus down | |
| SouthCollectin' lightning bugs | |
| And bring a dead mouse in the house | |
| Holdin a fortune with a jar of termites | |
| I used to blast the | |
| Delphonics | |
| In a glowing room with black lights | |
| Colt 45 had me sportin' a wig like | |
| Billy DeeI was a | |
| Melle Mel fan, always bumpin' | |
| Run DMCWe stuck together when one of my parakeets died | |
| You broke down and cried for the love of animals | |
| I used to always cut the legs off a roach | |
| See if he' ll stay there on a piece of tissue | |
| And give him a piece of toast | |
| That morning, he would wake up and be gone | |
| What the insect had a ambulance? | |
| As a little boy eatin' ice cream in the cold project apartment | |
| I used to see rats dance, my aunt used to lay down the poison | |
| And say, " Y' all makin' too much noise" Too much noise, oh, too much | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| Grabbing crackers out the ' frigerator | |
| I was a terrible masturbator | |
| I was looking at | |
| Black Tail and | |
| PenthouseSince | |
| I was in a incubator | |
| With Similak aimin' my bottle | |
| At a fine nurse' s asscrack | |
| It was a pleasure to collect ants | |
| Havin' ' em in my | |
| Billy the | |
| Kid pantsAllergic to chocolate, chewin' | |
| Oreo' s and | |
| I couldn' t stop it | |
| I remember the days when | |
| King Vitamin was in the supermarket | |
| KoolAid was syrupy, my mom used to make it real slurpy | |
| Don' t believe in | |
| Santa Claus | |
| They had a dope pea coat filled with mothballs | |
| Lint everywhere with | |
| UTZ chips livin' debonair | |
| Fly girls with onion rings on the staircase | |
| I had Pro | |
| Keds with | |
| Lee suitsAlways used to stare in your face | |
| Take you on the roof, check out my pigeon coop | |
| Dressed up like | |
| DraculaEatin' a slice of pizza on your stoop | |
| Neighbors knew | |
| I was a nerdy | |
| On the Bronx streets | |
| I was seven thirty | |
| Girls you was infatuated with my quarter fill Hey baby, check this out | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| Yeah It' s welfare love | |
| You look so beautiful baby Welfare love | |
| With your long hair Welfare love | |
| The way you got it done, sewed in Welfare love | |
| Babies walkin' around cryin' Section eight, section eight | |
| Food all over the floor | |
| The kitchen sink messed up Welfare love | |
| It' s that old ghetto smell in the house | |
| People comin' over to borrow sugar | |
| That' s the way | |
| I like itCereal all over the floor |
| zuò cí : Matlin, Thornton | |
| Hey baby, this the one | |
| Dr. DooomI still love you ' cause you ain' t plastic | |
| Makin' them peanut butter sandwiches | |
| Babies cryin', runnin' around with dirty diapers | |
| The way you used to make the | |
| KoolAidWith the weave all in your hair | |
| Even some droppin' down in my soup | |
| I could excuse that | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| Girl we been through a lot | |
| Every season | |
| I used to bug you out on the couch | |
| For different reasons, you thought | |
| I was crazy | |
| Catchin' a | |
| Greyhound bus down | |
| SouthCollectin' lightning bugs | |
| And bring a dead mouse in the house | |
| Holdin a fortune with a jar of termites | |
| I used to blast the | |
| Delphonics | |
| In a glowing room with black lights | |
| Colt 45 had me sportin' a wig like | |
| Billy DeeI was a | |
| Melle Mel fan, always bumpin' | |
| Run DMCWe stuck together when one of my parakeets died | |
| You broke down and cried for the love of animals | |
| I used to always cut the legs off a roach | |
| See if he' ll stay there on a piece of tissue | |
| And give him a piece of toast | |
| That morning, he would wake up and be gone | |
| What the insect had a ambulance? | |
| As a little boy eatin' ice cream in the cold project apartment | |
| I used to see rats dance, my aunt used to lay down the poison | |
| And say, " Y' all makin' too much noise" Too much noise, oh, too much | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| Grabbing crackers out the ' frigerator | |
| I was a terrible masturbator | |
| I was looking at | |
| Black Tail and | |
| PenthouseSince | |
| I was in a incubator | |
| With Similak aimin' my bottle | |
| At a fine nurse' s asscrack | |
| It was a pleasure to collect ants | |
| Havin' ' em in my | |
| Billy the | |
| Kid pantsAllergic to chocolate, chewin' | |
| Oreo' s and | |
| I couldn' t stop it | |
| I remember the days when | |
| King Vitamin was in the supermarket | |
| KoolAid was syrupy, my mom used to make it real slurpy | |
| Don' t believe in | |
| Santa Claus | |
| They had a dope pea coat filled with mothballs | |
| Lint everywhere with | |
| UTZ chips livin' debonair | |
| Fly girls with onion rings on the staircase | |
| I had Pro | |
| Keds with | |
| Lee suitsAlways used to stare in your face | |
| Take you on the roof, check out my pigeon coop | |
| Dressed up like | |
| DraculaEatin' a slice of pizza on your stoop | |
| Neighbors knew | |
| I was a nerdy | |
| On the Bronx streets | |
| I was seven thirty | |
| Girls you was infatuated with my quarter fill Hey baby, check this out | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| It' s welfare love, section eight | |
| Yeah It' s welfare love | |
| You look so beautiful baby Welfare love | |
| With your long hair Welfare love | |
| The way you got it done, sewed in Welfare love | |
| Babies walkin' around cryin' Section eight, section eight | |
| Food all over the floor | |
| The kitchen sink messed up Welfare love | |
| It' s that old ghetto smell in the house | |
| People comin' over to borrow sugar | |
| That' s the way | |
| I like itCereal all over the floor |