| Battle 3 vs. Pappa-Doc
[B.Rabbit:]
Now everybody from the 313 put your motherfuckin hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313 put your motherfukin hands up
Look, look
Now while he stands tough
notice that this man did not have his hands up
this freeworld's got you gased up
now whose 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 ain’t no motherfuckin MC
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 Chedder Bob who shoots himself in the 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 sayin’ fuck the Freeworld
don’t ever try to judge me dude
you don’t know what the fuck I been through
but I know somethin’ about you
you went to Cranbrooke, that’s a private school
what’s the matter dawg you embarassed?
this guy’s a gangsta? His real name’s Clarence
and Clarence lives at home with both parents
and Clarence parents have a real good marriage
this guy don’t wanna battle, he’s shook
‘Cause ain’t no such thing as half way crooks
he’s scared to death
he’s scared to look
at his fuckin’ yearbook
fuck Cranbrooke(music stops)
Fuck a beat, I'll go accapella
Fuck a Papa Doc, Fuck a clock, Fuck a trailer
fuck everybody
fuck y’all if you doubt me
I’m a fuckin’ piece of white trash I say it proudly
And fuck this battle I don’t want to win, I’m outty
here tell these people somethin’
They don’t know about me |
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