Eminem - 8 Mile Freestyle Pt.iii Vs "papa Doc" lyrics

Now everybody from the 313 Put your mothef**ing hands up and follow me Everybody from the 313 Put your mothef**ing hands up Look Look Now while he stands tough Notice that this man did not have his hands up This free world got you gased up Now who's 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 pacs, none This guy aint no mother-f**in MC, I know everything he's got to say against me, I am white, I am a f**in 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 the leg with his own gun, I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps And Wink did f** my girl, I'm still standin here screamin "fu*k THE FREE WORLD!" Don't ever try to judge me dude You don't know what the f** 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 embarrased? 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 d**h He's scared to look in his f**in yearbook, f** Cranbrook f** the beat, i go acapella f** a papa doc, f** a clock, f** a trailer, f** everybody f** y'all if you doubt me I'm a piece of f**ing white trash, i say it proudly And f** this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty, Here, tell these people something they dont know about me.