The Renegades.. Motherfuck this industry, God my enemies Too many niggas shy to speak, so they find a beat it don't bother me But um, any nigga can't rap, get'em out ASAP, talkin' bout trappin again Hop in the booth, been the truth, got proof guess who was the popular kid Theres me in the drop top, with the glock out, pop shots in the of ya head aiming at esophogus, no kind of surviving *something* Damn, I'm so pissed off a little, like a flow with a riddle, let her ass cheek jiggle uh I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle, fuck her *something* got balls all what Damn I can't call up a nigga bust that real all of my niggas got a man but fuck that nigga, I'm good like a sun passing'em god damn my flow so amazing, ask they can quote that statement Your bitch wanna have my baby, nigga you pay me (chorus) Okay it's money over them bitches, coffins go to them Talkin' outta your ass you gon' a little more than those stitches boy shit got real x4 any given day you be victimized, just pray and hope one day you see them skies shit got real x2 (Busta Rhymes) I dont really think you niggas get it, I'mma decorate your kinda like upholstery nigga it's gettin real up in this motherfucker, I don't really think you really even should approach me nigga lay down motherfucker you heard what i said, why you tryna play me closely nigga and now you wanna talk, I'm already by the door while you stranglin,and really tryna me nigga tell that that I cut a nigga til you see the white meat, but I don't really eat poultry nigga fuck it it don't matter anyway, cause you know about to lay up in a box in a cozy it be getting kinda bad *something*, when a dude be like he know me nigga and I had to let her go *something* eat slowly *something* make a nigga down, bare, *something* nigga I know it's unbelievable, bitch you better believe it *something* *something* if watch like a ceremony nigga and when I'm finished with them, then I go and get his little and say blow me nigga I wanna cry for your friend, why you tryna front when you got so to lose the problem is that i'm the one that show you the truth, talk about you when a nigga get in the booth you niggas better know the deal when i come through better learn or your gunna feel shit got real shit done got real! (chorus) Okay it's money them bitches, coffins go to them snitches Talkin' your ass you gon' need a little more than those stitches boy shit got real x4 any day you could be victimized, just pray and one day you see them heaven skies done got real Yela got a deal shit got real, Yela got a deal (Yelawolf) up, wait a minute did you say my name and offer me to drive up in this motherfucker, it like a Buick Regal You in need of, using needles, feel like you wanna shoot up this or let me swerve in like a *something* to the veins of the game on a unique you a *something*