Now everybuddy from da 313 put ya mother fuckin' hands up and follow me

Everybuddy from da 313 put ya mother fuckin' hands up, up, up

Now Wallie 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?

One, two, three, into da four

One pop, two pop, three pop, four

Four pop, three pop, two pop, one

You're pop, he's pop, you're pop, none

This guy ain't no fuckin' mc

I know everything he's got to say against me

I am white

I am a fucking bum

I do live in a trailer with my mom

My boy future is an uncle tom

I do got a dumb friend named chetterbob who shoots himself in his leg with his own gun

I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps

An' Wade did fuck my girl

I'm still standin' here singin' fuck da free world

Don't never try to judge me dude

You don't know what the fuck I been through

But I know somethin' about you

You went to Cranbrook... that's a private school

Whats a matter dawg you embarased?

This guys a gangsta his real names Clarance

An' Clarance lives at home with both parents

An' Clarance's parents have a real good marrage

This guy don't wanna battle he's shook

Cuz there ain't no shuch thing as rap gade hooks

Hes scared to death

Hes scared to look at his fuckin' yearbooks

Fuck Cranbrook

Fuck a beat

I go achapello

Fuck a Papa Dock

Fuck a clock

Fuck a trailer

Fuck everybuddy

Fuck ya'll if ya doubt me

I'm a piece of fuckin' white trash I say it proudly

An' fuck this battle I don't wanna win

I'm outtie

Here tell these people somethin' they don't know about me