| Lyrics: | Now everybody from the 313
Put ur muthafukin hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313
Put ur muthafukin hands up
Look Look
Now while he stands tough
Notice that this man did not have his hands up
This free worlds got u all gassed up
Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf
1 , 2 , 3 into the 4
1pac , 2pac , 3pac , 4
4pac , 3pac , 2pac , 1
ur pac , hes pac, ur pac....none
This guy aint no muthafukin MC
I know everything hes got to say against me
I am white, i am a fukin 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 6 of u chumps
And Wink did fuck my girl
Im still standin here sayin FUCK THE FREE WORLD
Dont ever try to judge me dude
U dont know wat the fuck ive been through
But i know somethin about u
U went to Cranbrook, thats a private skool
Wats the matter dogg? u embarrased?
This guys a gangsta? he's real names Clarence
And Clarence lives at home with both parents
And Clarence parents have a real good marriage
This guy dont wanna battle, hes shook
Cuz theres no such thing as HALF-WAY CROOKS
He's scared to death
Hes scared to look in his fukin year book
Fuck Cranbrook
Fuck the beat, i go acapella
Fuck a Papa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
Fuck yall if u doubt me
Im a piece of fukin white trash, i say it proudly
Fuck this battle, i dont wanna win, im outtie
Here, tell these people somethin they dont know about me |
