Now everybody from the 313 Put your mothefucking hands up and follow me Everybody from the 313 Put your mothefucking hands up Look Look
Now while he stands tough Notice that this man did not have his hands up This free world got you gased up Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf
1, 2, 3 and to the 4 1 pac, 2 pac, 3 pac, 4 4 pac, 3 pac, 2 pac, 1 You're pac, he's pac, no pacs, none
This guy aint no mother-fuckin MC, I know everything he's got to say against me, I am white, I am a fuckin bum, I do live in a trailer with my mom, My boy Future is an Uncle Tom. I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob who shoots Himself in the leg with his own gun, I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps And yes, Wink did fuck my girl, I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!" Don't ever try to judge me dude You don't know what the fuck I've been through
But I know something about you You went to Cranbrook, that's a private school What's the matter dawg? You embarrased? This guy's a gangster, he's real name's Clarence
And Clarence lives at home with both parents And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage This guy don't wanna battle, He's shook 'Cause there no such things as half-way crooks He's scared to death He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, fuck Cranbrook
Fuck the beat, I go acapella Fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody Fuck y'all if you doubt me I'm a piece of fucking white trash, I say it proudly And fuck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty, Here, tell these people something they don't know about me.