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Renagade

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2016-12-26

  Motherfuckers say that I'm foolish, I only talk about jewels

  Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?

  See, I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined

  That same dude you gave nothin', I made somethin' doin'

  What I do through and through and I give you the news

  With a twist, it's just his ghetto point-of-view

  The renegade; you been afraid, I penetrate pop culture

  Bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they

  Pop toasters and they live with they moms

  Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies, niggaz crotched over

  Mommy's knocked up, 'cause she wasn't watched over

  Knocked down by some clown, when Child Support knocked

  No, he's not around now how that sound to ya, jot it down

  I bring it through the ghetto without ridin' 'round

  Hidin' down, duckin' strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways

  Just read a magazine that fucked up my day

  How you rate music that thugs with nothin' relate to it?

  I help them see they way through it, not you

  Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes

  Bet everything you worth, you lose your tie and your shirt

  Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen

  I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute

  'Cause see they call me a menace and if the shoe fits I'll wear it

  But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it

  Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous, lucrative lyrics

  Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics

  Usin' his music to steer it, sharin' his views and his merits

  But there's a huge interference, they're sayin' you shouldn't hear it

  Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit

  Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish

  But I'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in America

  As a motherfuckin' drug addict like you didn't experiment?

  Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror

  And see yourself as a kid again and you get embarrassed

  And I got nothin' to do but make you look stupid as parents

  You fuckin' do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

  And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here

  I don't think you do, so stay tuned

  And keep your ears glued to the stereo

  'Cause here we go he's jigga joint jigga chk jigga

  And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss My Ass

  It's just a renegade, never been afraid to say

  What's on my mind at any given time of day

  'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to talk

  About anything, anything, anything, anything

  Renegade, never been afraid to say

  What's on my mind at, any given time of day

  'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to holler

  About anything, anything, anything, anything

  I had to hustle my back to the wall, ashy knuckles

  Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent

  Gotta vent, lot of innocent lives lost on the project bench

  Whatchu hollerin'? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in

  By the bodega, iron under my coat, feelin' braver

  Doo-rag wrappin' my waves up, pockets full of hope

  Do not step to me, I'm awkward, I box lefter often

  My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home

  Could not stress to me, I wasn't grown, 'specially on nights

  I brought somethin' home to quiet the stomach rumblings

  My demeanor thirty years my senior

  My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin' green up

  Raisin' my fingers to critics, raisin' my head to the sky

  Big I did it, multi before I die

  No lie, just know I chose my own fate

  I drove by the fork in the road and went straight

  See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare

  Jesus Christ, the King of these latter day Saints here

  To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me

  As a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist

  But that ain't the case, see, it's a matter of taste

  We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is

  Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape?

  Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today

  See, it's easy as cake, simple as whistlin' Dixie

  While I'm wavin' the pistol at sixty Christians against me

  Go to war with the Mormons

  Take a bath with the Catholics in holy water

  No wonder they try to hold me under longer

  I'm a motherfuckin' spiteful, delightful, eyeful

  The new Ice Cube, motherfuckers hate to like you

  What did I do? I'm just a kid from the gutter

  Makin' his butter off these bloodsuckers

  'Cause I'm a muh'fuckin' renegade, never been afraid to say

  What's on my mind at any given time of day

  'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to talk about

  Anything, anything, anything, anything

  Renegade, never been afraid to say

  What's on my mind at any given time of day

  'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to holler about

  Anything, anything, anything, anything

  Renegade, never been afraid to say

  What's on my mind at any given time of day

  'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to talk about

  Anything, anything, anything, anything

  Renegade, never been afraid to say

  What's on my mind at any given time of day

  'Cause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to holler about

  Anything, anything, anything, anything

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