Luyện nghe bài hát Renagade

Motherfuckers,
Say that I'm foolish I only talk about (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim it?
See I'm influenced by the ghetto you
That same you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and and
I give you the news, with a twist it's his ghetto point-of-view
The renegade, you been
I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot to the block where they
Pop toasters, and they live with they
Got dropped roasters, from robberies niggas crotched over
Mommy's knocked up cause she wasn't over
Knocked down by some when child 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 strays from frustrated youths stuck in they
Just a magazine that fucked up my day
How you rate music that thugs nothing relate to it?
I help them see they way it, not you
Can't step in my pants, walk in my shoes
Bet everything you you lose your tie and your shirt

Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it '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 of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
his music to steer it sharing his views in his marriage
But there's a huge interference, they're saying you 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 drug addict, like you 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 to do but make you look stupid as parents
You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do at marriage!
And do you 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
here we go, he's (Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga)
And I'm the sinister, Mr. it's just the

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

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, knuckles
Pockets filled a lot of lint, not a cent
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 my waves up, pockets full of hope
Do not to me, I'm awkward, I box leftier often
My pops left me an orphan, my wasn't home
Could not stress to me I wasn't grown, on nights
I brought something home to quiet the rumblings
My demeanor, thirty years my
My childhood didn't mean much, raisin green up
Raisin my fingers to critics, raisin my to the sky
Big I did it, multi I die (nigga)
No lie, know I chose my own fate
I drove by the fork in the and went straight

See I'm a to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day here
To shatter the picture in which of that as paint me
As a of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist
But that the case, see it's a matter of taste
We as a people if Shady's as bad as they say he is
Or is he the latter, a to escape?
Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at
See it's as cake, simple as whistling Dixie
While I'm the pistol at sixty Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons, a bath with the Catholics
In holy water, no wonder they try to me under longer
I'm a spiteful, delightful eyeful
The new Ice Cube, hate 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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