[Rabbit] Now everybody from the 313 Put your mother fucking hands up and follow me Everybody from the 313 Put your mother fucking hands up¦look, look Now while he stands tough Notice that this man did not have his hands up This free world's got you gassed up Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf 1, 2, 3 and to the 4 1Pac, 2Pac, 3Pac, 4 4Pac, 3Pac, 2Pacs, 1 You're Pac, he's Pac, Yo Pac; none This guy aint no mother-fuckin MC, I know everything he's got to say against me, I am white, I am a fucking bum I do live in a trailor 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 standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!" Don't never 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 embarrassed? This guy's 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 don't wanna battle, he's shook 'Cause ain't no such things as half-way 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 trailor, 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 outtie, Here, tell these people something they don't know about me. Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com