Duration: 1m44s

Now, everybody from the 3-1-3 Put your motherfuckin' hands up and follow me Everybody from the 3-1-3 Put your motherfuckin' hands up Look, look Now while he stands tough Notice 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 One, two, three and to the four One Pac, 2Pac, 3Pac, four 4Pac, 3Pac, 2Pac, one You're Pac, he's Pac No Pac, none This guy ain't no motherfuckin' M.C. 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 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 Tha Free World" Don't never try to judge me Dude, you don't know what the fuck I 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 His real name's Clarence Clarence lives at home with both parents, Clarence's parents have a real good marriage He don't know how to battle He's shook 'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks He's scared to death He's scared to look At his fuckin'yearbook - Fuck Cranbrook - [Music Stops] Fuck a beat. I go a cappella. Fuck a Papa Doc. Fuck a clock. Fuck a trailer. Fuck everybody. Fuck y'all if you doubt me! I'm a piece of fuckin' white trash, I say it proudly. And fuck this battle. I don't want to win. I'm outtie. Here, tell these people something they don't know about me.