Eminem - 8 Mile Freestyle Pt.III vs "Papa Doc" Lyrics

Now everybody from the 313
Put your mothef*cking hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313
Put your mothef*cking 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 ain't no mother-f*ckin MC,
I know everything he's got to say against me,
I am white, I am a f*ckin 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*ck my girl,
I'm still standin here screamin "F*CK THE FREE WORLD! "
Don't ever try to judge me dude
You don't know what the f*ck 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 death
He's scared to look in his f*ckin yearbook, f*ck Cranbrook

F*ck the beat, I go acapella
F*ck a papa doc, f*ck a clock, f*ck a trailer, f*ck everybody
F*ck y'all if you doubt me
I'm a piece of f*cking white trash, I say it proudly
And f*ck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty,
Here, tell these people something they don't know about me.