8 Mile Freestyle Pt.III vs. Papa Doc Lyrics

Now everybody from the 313
Put your motherfucking hands up and follow me
Now everybody from the 313
Put your motherfucking 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 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 motherfuckin' MC,
I know everything he's got to say against me,
I am white, I am a fuckin' bump,
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 fuck my girl,
I'm still standing here screamin "FUCK THA FREE WORLD!"
Don't ever 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? He's 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 there no such things as half-way crooks'
He's scared to death
He's scared to look in his fucking yearbook, fuck Cranbrook

Fuck the beat, i go acapella
Fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer,
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.