8 mille finale batalla Lyrics

Now everybody from the 313
Put your m____fuckin' hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313
Put your m____fuckin' hands up
Look Look

Now while he tries to stand tough
Notice that this man did not have his hands up
This free worlds got you gassed 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 Pac, None!
This guy aint no m____fuckin MC
I know everything he's got to say against me
I am white
I am a f___in b__
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___ my girl
I'm still standin here screamin f___ tha free world!!
Don't ever try to judge me dude
You don't know what the f___ 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 gangsta but 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 shook
Koz there aint no such thang as HALF WAY CROOKS!!
He's scared to death
He's scared to look in his f___in yearbook f___ Cranbrook

f___ the beat i go acapella
f___ a Papa Doc, f___ a clock, f___ a trailer, f___ everybody
f___ y'all if you doubt me
I'm a piece of f___ing white trash, i say it proudly
And f___ this battle
I don't wanna win
I'm outty
Here tell these people sumin they dont know about