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 skim through it?
See I'm influenced by the ghetto you
That same dude you nothing, I made something doing
What I do and through and
I you the news, with a twist it's just his ghetto point-of-view
The renegade, you afraid
I pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
Pop toasters, and they live they moms
Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies niggas over
Mommy's knocked up cause she wasn't over
Knocked by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around, now how that to ya, jot it down
I bring it the ghetto without riding 'round
Hiding down strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
Just a magazine that fucked up my day
How you rate music that thugs with relate to it?
I them see they way through it, not you
Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my
Bet everything you you lose your tie and your shirt

Since I'm in a position to talk to these and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace, and if the shoe fits wear it
But if it don't, then why y'all swallow the truth grin and it
Now who's king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the in hysterics
Using his music to it sharing his views in his marriage
But there's a huge interference, they're saying you shouldn't it
Maybe it's I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated hated and viewed in America
As a motherfucking drug addict, like you experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at 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 here we go, he's (Jigga 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 time of day
Cause I'm a renegade! been afraid 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, ashy
Pockets filled a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the bench
What you hollering? pay rent, bring dollars in
By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling
Doo-rag wrapping my up, pockets full of hope
Do not to me, I'm awkward, I box leftier often
My pops me an orphan, my momma wasn't home
Could not stress to me I wasn't grown, 'specially on
I brought something to quiet the stomach rumblings
My demeanor, thirty years my
My didn't mean much, only raisin green up
my fingers to critics, raisin 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 road and straight

See I'm a to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
To shatter the in which of that as they paint me
As a monger of hate and Satan a atheist
But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of
We as a decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is
Or is he the latter, a to escape?
scapegoat, who they can be mad at today
See it's easy as cake, simple as whistling
While I'm waving the pistol at sixty Christians me
Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the
In holy water, no they try to hold me under longer
I'm a motherfucking spiteful, eyeful
The new Ice Cube, hate to like you
What did I do? (huh?) I'm a kid from the gutter
this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a motherfucking

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