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The free world has got you jazzed up,
now who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
One, two, three and to the four,
one pac, two pac, three pac, four
four pac, three pac, two pac, one
your pac, he's pac, you're pac, none...
This guy ain't no motherfucking MC,
I know everything he's got to say against me,
I am white, I am a fucking punk,
I do live in a trailor with my mom,
My boy Future is an uncle tom,
I do have a dumb friend name Cheddar Bob
who shoot himself in his leg with his own gun...
I did get jumped, by all six of you chumps...
And Wink did fucked my girl,
I'm still standing here screaming fuck the free world!
But don't ever try to judge me dude,
You don't even know what the fuck I've been through!
But I know something about you,
you went to Cranbrook, and it's a private school!
What's the matter dawg, you embarrassed?
This guy's a gangster? His real name is 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,
'Cos their ain't no such thing as "Half way crooks"...
He's scared to death, he's scared to look in his fucking year book,
Fuck Cranbrook...
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 outie...
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