Luyện nghe bài hát Renagade

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

Since I'm in a position to talk to kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace, and if the shoe fits wear it
But if it don't, then why 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
his music to steer it sharing his views in his marriage
But there's a interference, they're saying you shouldn't hear it
it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to cherish
But I'm debated hated and viewed in America
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 nothing to do but make you look stupid as
You do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good 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 ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go, (Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga)
And I'm the sinister, Mr. it's just the

Renegade! Never been 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 time of day)
(Cause I'm a (renegade) been afraid to holler)
(About anything (anything?) (anything!))

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy
filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the bench
What you Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By the bodega, iron under my coat, braver
Doo-rag wrapping my waves up, full of hope
Do not step to me, I'm awkward, I box leftier
My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't
Could not stress to me I wasn't grown, 'specially on
I brought something home to the stomach rumblings
My demeanor, years my senior
My didn't mean much, only raisin green up
my fingers to critics, raisin my head to the sky
Big I did it, before I die (nigga)
No lie, know I chose my own fate
I drove by the fork in the road and straight

See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day
Jesus Christ the King of Latter Day Saints here
To the picture in which of that as they paint me
As a monger of and Satan a scatter-brained 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 Dixie
While I'm waving the at sixty Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the
In holy water, no wonder they try to me under longer
I'm a motherfucking spiteful, delightful
The new Ice Cube, motherfuckers hate to 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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