Now everybody from the 313
Put your mother-fuckin hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313 put your mother-fuckin hands up
Look, look
Now while he stands tough
Notice that this man did not have his hands up
The Free World got you gassed up
Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
1, 2, 3 and to the 4
1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4
4pac, 3pac, 2pac, 1
You're pac, he's pac, no pac, none
This guy ain't 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 Wink did fuck my girl
I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!"
And never try and judge me dude
You don't know what the fuck i've been through
But I know something about you
You went to CRANBROOK, thats a private school
Whats the matter dawg, you embarrased?
This guy's a gangsta?
His real name's Clarence
And Clarence lives at home with both parents
And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage
This guy dont wanna battle, he's shook
Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks!
He's scared to death
He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, fuck CRANBROOK
Fuck a beat I go accapella
Fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
Fuck y'all if you doubt me
I'm a piece of fuckin white trash I say it proudly
Fuck this battle I don't wanna win, I'm outtie
Here -- tell these people something they dont know about me
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