Luyện nghe bài hát Renagade

Motherfuckers,
Say that I'm foolish I only talk jewels (bling bling)
Do you listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I'm influenced by the ghetto you
That same dude you gave nothing, I something doing
I do through and through and
I give you the news, a twist it's just his ghetto point-of-view
The renegade, you afraid
I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block they
Pop toasters, and they with they moms
Got dropped roasters, botched robberies niggas crotched over
Mommy's up cause she wasn't watched over
Knocked down by some clown when support knocked
No not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without 'round
Hiding down ducking from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
Just read a magazine fucked up my day
How you rate music that thugs with nothing to it?
I help them see they way it, not you
Can't step in my pants, can't in my shoes
Bet everything you you lose your tie and your shirt

Since I'm in a to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
see they call me a menace, and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then why y'all swallow the truth grin and it
Now who's these of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
Using his to steer it sharing his views in his marriage
But there's a huge interference, they're saying you shouldn't it
it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I for you to just cherish
But I'm disputed hated and viewed in America
As a drug addict, like you didn't experiment?
Now now, when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
And see as a kid again, and you get embarrassed
And I got nothing to do but you look stupid as parents
You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do at marriage!
And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I
Think you do so tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause we go, he's (Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga)
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's the

Renegade! been afraid to say
What's on my at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a renegade! Never been afraid to
About (anything) anything (anything), renegade!
(Never afraid to say)
(What's on my mind at, any given of day)
(Cause I'm a (renegade) Never been to holler)
(About anything (anything?) (anything!))

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, knuckles
Pockets with a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project
What you hollering? pay rent, bring dollars in
By the bodega, under my coat, feeling braver
Doo-rag wrapping my waves up, pockets of hope
Do not step to me, I'm awkward, I box leftier
My pops me an orphan, my momma wasn't home
Could not to me I wasn't grown, 'specially on nights
I something home to quiet the stomach rumblings
My demeanor, thirty years my
My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin up
Raisin my fingers to critics, my head to the sky
Big I did it, before I die (nigga)
No lie, just know I my own fate
I drove by the fork in the and went straight

See I'm a poet to some, a modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of Latter Day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of as they paint me
As a monger of hate and Satan a atheist
But that the case, see it's a matter of taste
We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as say he is
Or is he the latter, a to escape?
Media scapegoat, who can be mad at today
See it's easy as cake, simple as Dixie
While I'm the pistol at sixty Christians against me
Go to war the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics
In water, no wonder they try to hold me under longer
I'm a spiteful, delightful eyeful
The new Ice Cube, motherfuckers hate to you
did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid from the gutter
Making this off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a motherfucking

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