B-rabbit Vs. Papa Doc (freestyle From 8 Mile) Lyrics

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B-Rabbit Vs. Papa Doc (Freestyle From 8 Mile) Lyrics

Now everybody from the 313 put your motha f**kin' hands up and follow me

Now everybody from the 313 put your motha f**kin' hands up

Look look



Now while he stands tough

Notice that this man did not have his hands up

The Free World's got you gassed up

Now who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf



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This guy ain't no motha 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 his leg with his own gun

I did get jumped by all six of you chumps

And Wink did f**k my girl

I'm still standing 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 Cranbrook

Thats a private school

What's the matter dog?

You embarrassed?

This guy's a gangster?

His real names' Clarence

And Clarence lives at home with both parents

And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage



This guy dont wanna battle hes shook

'Cause there ain't no such thing as halfway crooks

He's scared to death

He's scared to look at his f**kin year book

F**k Cranbrooke



F**k a beat I'll go a capella

F**k Papa Doc

F**k a clock

F**k a trailer

F**k everybody

F**k ya'll if you doubt me

I'm a piece of f**kin' white trash I say it proudly

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

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