Now everybody from the 313
  Put your mothefucking hands and follow me
  Everybody from the 313
  Put your mothefucking hands up
  Look Look
    Now while he stands tough
  Notice that this man did not had his hands up
  This free world got you gased 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 pacs, none
    This guy aint no mother-fuckin 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 the leg with his own gun,
  I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
  And Wink did fuck my girl,
  I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE 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 Crankbook, that's a private school
  What's the matter dawg? You embarrased?
  This is guy's a gangster, he's 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's shook
  'Cause there no such things as half-way crooks
  He's scared to death
  He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, fuck Crankbook
    Fuck the beat, i go acapella
  Fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
  Fuck y'all if you doubt me
  I'm a piece of fucking white trash, i say it proudly
  And fuck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty,
  Here, tell this people something they dont know about me.