Here, tell these people something they don’t know about me. There ain’t no such thing as halfway crooks! He’s scared to death, he’s scared to look at his ****** yearbook, **** CranBrook! **** a beat, I’ll go a Capella! **** a papa doc, **** a clock, **** a trailer! **** everybody, **** y’all if you doubt me! Im a piece of ****** white trash I’ll say it proudly! I don’t wanna win this battle, I’m outtie.

You went to CranBrook, that’s a private school! What the matter dawg, you embarrassed? This guy’s a gangster? His real names Clarence! And Clarence lives at home with both parents! And Clarence’s parents have a real good marriage. I know everything he’s got to say against me! I am white, I am a ******* bum, I do live in a trailer with my mum! My boy Future is an Uncle Tom! I do gotta 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 **** my girl! But I’m still standing here screaming **** the free world! Don’t ever try to judge me dude! You don’t know what the **** I’ve been through! But I know something about you. Lyrics if anyone wants em: Now Everybody from the 313, put your motha****** hands up and follow me! Now Everybody from the 313, put your motha****** hands up and follow me! Look, look! Now while he stands tough, notice that this man did not have his hands up! This Free World has got you gassed up! Now who’s afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? 1, 2, 3 and to the 4! 1 pac, 2Pac, 3 pac, 4! 4 pac, 3 pac, 2Pac, 1! You’re pac, he’s pac, no pac, none! This guy ain’t no mother****** MC.

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