now everybody from the 313,
put your mother-f-ckin hands up and follow me,
everybody from the 313 put your mother-f-ckin hands up.
now while he stands tough,
notice that this man did not have his hands up.
the free world got you g-ssed up
but whos afraid of the big bad woof?
1, 2, 3 and to the 4
1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4,
4pac, 3pac, 2pac, 1,
you’re pac, he’s pac, you’re pac, none.
this guy aint a mother-f-ckin mc,
i know everything he’s got to say against me,
i am white, i am a f-ckin b-m, 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-ck my girl,
i’m still standin here screamin “f-ck the free world!”
and never try and judge me dude
you don’t know what the f-ck 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 guys a gangster?
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, hes shook,
cuz ain’t no such things as halfway crooks,
he’s scared to death,
he’s scared to look in his f-ckin yearbook, f-ck cranbrook.
f-ck the beat i go accapella,
f-ck a papa doc, f-ck a clock, f-ck a trailer, f-ck everybody,
f-ck y’all if you doubt me,
i’m a piece of f-ckin white trash i say it proudly,
and f-ck this battle i dont wanna win im outtie,
here tell these people something they dont know about me.