8 Mile Freestyle Ptiii Vs Papa Doc Lyrics

8 Mile Freestyle Ptiii Vs Papa Doc lyrics



Now everybody from the 313 

Put your mothef**king hands and follow me

Everybody from the 313 

Put your mothef**king hands up

Look Look



Now while he stands tough

Notice that this man did not had 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**kin MC,

I know everything he's got to say against me,

I am white, I am a f**kin 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**k my girl,

I'm still standin here screamin "F**K THE FREE WORLD!"

Don't ever try to judge me dude 

You don't know what the f**k i've been through



But i know something about you

You went to Crankbook, that's a private school

What's the matter dawg? You embarrased?

This is 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 f**kin yearbook, f**k Crankbook



f**k the beat, i go acapella

f**k a papa doc, f**k a clock, f**k a trailer, f**k everybody

f**k y'all if you doubt me

I'm a piece of f**king white trash, i say it proudly 

And f**k this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty, 

Here, tell this people something they dont know about me.