Luyện nghe bài hát Renagade

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

Since I'm in a position to talk to kids and they listen
I ain't no but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace, and if the shoe fits wear it
But if it don't, why y'all swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in
Using his music to steer it sharing his in his marriage
But there's a huge interference, they're you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the
Maybe it's music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed and viewed in America
As a motherfucking drug addict, like you didn't
Now now, that's when you start to at who's in the mirror
And see yourself as a kid again, and you get
And I got nothing to do but you look stupid as parents
You fucking do-gooders, too bad you do good at marriage!
And do you have any what I had to do to get here I don't
Think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears 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 been to say
What's on my at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a renegade! Never 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 been to holler)
(About anything (anything?) (anything!))

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, knuckles
filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project
you hollering? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By the bodega, iron under my coat, braver
Doo-rag wrapping my waves up, pockets full of
Do not step to me, I'm awkward, I box leftier
My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't
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 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 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 ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste
We as a decide if Shady's 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, simple as whistling
I'm waving 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, motherfuckers hate to you
What did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid the gutter
Making this off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a motherfucking

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