Now everybody from the 313
Put your muthaf**kin' hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313
Put your muthaf**kin' hands up
Look Look
Now while he stands tough
Notice that this man did not have his hands up
The free worlds got you gassed 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 Pac, None!
This guy aint no muthaf**kin MC
I know everything he's got to say against me
I am white
I am a f**kin 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 f**k my girl
I'm still standin here screamin f**k the free world!!
Don't ever try to judge me dude
You don't know what the f**k 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 embarrassed?
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 don't wanna battle he shook
Koz there aint no such thang as HALF WAY CROOKS!!
He's scared to death
He's scared to look at his f**kin yearbook f**k Cranbrook
F**k ah beat i go acapella
F**k a Papa Doc, f**k a clock, f**k a trailer, f**k everybody
F**k y'all if you doubt me
I'm a piece of f**king white trash, i say it proudly
And f**k this battle
I don't wanna win
I'm outty
Here tell these people sumin they dont know about me