Now everybody the 313, put your mother-fuckin up and follow me, from the 313 put your mother-fuckin hands up. Look, look,
Now he stands tough, notice that this man did not have his up. The Free got you gassed up now who's afraid of the big bad
1, 2, 3 and to the 4 1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4, 4pac, 3pac, 2pac, 1, pac, he's pac, no pac, none.
This guy no mother-fuckin MC, I know he's got to say against me, I am white, I am a fuckin bum, I do live in a with my mom,
My boy is an uncle tom, I do got a friend named cheddar bob who shoots in the leg with his own gun, I did get by all 6 of you chumps and Wink did my girl, I'm standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!" And never try and judge me You don't what the fuck i've been through.
But I something about you, You went to CRANBROOK, a private school, Whats the dawg, you embarrased? This a gangster? His real Clarence.
And Clarence lives at home both parents, And Clarence's have a real good marriage, guy dont wanna battle, hes shook, cause there ain't no such as half way crooks! scared to death, He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, CRANBROOK.
Fuck the I go accapella, fuck a papa doc, a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody, fuck y'all if you me, I'm a piece of fuckin trash I say it proudly, this battle I don't wanna win, I'm outtie, here tell these people something dont know about me.