now, everybody from the 313, put your motherfuckin' hands up and follow me
everybody from the 313 put your motherfuckin' hands up
look look
now, while he stands tough!
notice at this man did not have his hands up
this free world's got you gassed up
who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
one, two, three and to the four
one pac, two pac, three pac, four
four pac, three pac, two pac, one
you're pac, he's pac, you're pac none!
this guy's no motherfuckin' 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 his leg with his own gun
i did get jumped by all six of you chumps!
and wink did fuck my girl!
i'm still standing here screaming
fuck tha 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 embrassed?
this guy's a gangsta?
his real name's Clarence
Clarence lives at home with both parents
Clarence's parents have a real good marriage
this guy don't 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 fucking yearbook
Fuck cranbrook!
fuck a beat
i go a cappella
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 want to win, i'm outtie
here, tell these people something they don't know about me