Luyện nghe bài hát Renagade

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

Since I'm in a position to talk to these and they listen
I no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace, and if the shoe I'll wear it
But if it don't, why y'all swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in
Using his music to steer it sharing his views in his
But there's a huge interference, saying you shouldn't hear 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 debated disputed hated and in America
As a motherfucking drug addict, like you didn't
Now now, that's when you to stare at who's in the mirror
And see as a kid again, and you get embarrassed
And I got to do but make you look stupid as parents
You do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
And do you have any clue I had to do to get here I don't
Think you do so stay tuned and keep ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go, he's (Jigga Jigga-chk-Jigga)
And I'm the sinister, Mr. it's just the

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

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

See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day
Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints
To shatter the picture in which of as they paint me
As a monger of and Satan a scatter-brained atheist
But ain't 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 gateway to
Media scapegoat, who can be mad at today
See it's easy as cake, simple as Dixie
While I'm waving the pistol at Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the
In holy water, no wonder they try to me under longer
I'm a motherfucking spiteful, eyeful
The new Ice Cube, motherfuckers to like you
What did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid the gutter
Making butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a motherfucking

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