Luyện nghe bài hát Renagade

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

Since I'm in a to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll it with 'em a minute
Cause see they me a menace, and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then why y'all the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in
Using his to steer it sharing his views in his marriage
But there's a huge interference, saying you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's 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 viewed in
As a motherfucking addict, like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at in the mirror
And see yourself as a kid again, and you get
And I got to do but make you look stupid as parents
You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do at marriage!
And do you have any clue I had to do to get here I don't
Think you do so stay and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go, (Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga)
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass just the

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

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy
Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a
vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench
What you hollering? Gotta pay rent, dollars in
By the bodega, iron under my coat, braver
Doo-rag wrapping my up, pockets full of hope
Do not step to me, I'm awkward, I box leftier
My pops left me an orphan, my wasn't home
Could not stress to me I grown, 'specially on nights
I brought something to quiet the stomach rumblings
My demeanor, thirty my senior
My childhood mean much, only raisin green up
Raisin my fingers to critics, my head to the sky
Big I did it, multi 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 regular day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of these Day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of that as paint me
As a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained
But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of
We as a people decide if as bad as they 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, as whistling Dixie
While I'm the pistol at sixty Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath the Catholics
In holy water, no wonder they try to hold me longer
I'm a spiteful, delightful eyeful
The new Ice Cube, hate to like you
did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid from the gutter
Making this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a

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