Motherfuckas Say that I'm foolish, I only talk about Jews Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined The same dude you gave nothing, I made something' doing What I do through and through and, I give you the news With a twist of just his ghetto point of view The renegade, you been afraid, I penetrate pop culture Bring em a lot closer to the block where they pop toasters And they live with they moms, got drop roasters From botch robberies, niggaz crotched over Mommy's knocked up cuz she wasn't watched over Knocked down by some clown, will child support knock No he's not around, now how that sound til you jot it down I bring you through the ghetto without riding round Hiding down, duck in' strings from frustrated youths stuck in they ways Just read a magazine and fucked up my day How you rate music that thugs but nothing' but relate to it I helped them see they way through it, not you Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes Bet everything you're worth, you lose your tie and your shirt
Since I'm in the position to talk to these kids and they listen I ain't no politician but I kick it wit em a minute Cuz see they call me a menace and if the shoe fits I wear it But if it don't then y'all will swallow the truth, grin and bear it Now who's the king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics Who could inherit the title with the youth and the spirits Using his music to steer it, sharing' his views and his merits But there's a huge interference, they're saying' you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish But I'm debated, disputed, hated, and viewed in America As a motherfucking' drug addict, like you didn't experiment That's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror And see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrassed And I got nothin' to do but make you look stupid as parents You fuckin do-goobers too bad you couldn't do good at marriage And do you have 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 stereo Cuz here we go, these *gibberish*, and I'm the sinister, Mr. kiss my ass is just a...
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Renegade Never been afraid to say what's on my mind at any given time of day Cuz I'm a renegade, never been afraid to talk about anything, (anything,) anything, (anything) Renegade
Never been afraid to say what's on my mind at any given time of day Cuz I'm a (renegade), Never been afraid to holler about anything, (anything,) anything, (anything!)
I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashes knuckles Pockets filled with allotter led, not a zed, gotta vent Lotta innocent lives lost on the project bench What's you hollering, gotta pay rent, bring dollars in by the bodega, hiding' under my coat, feeling' braver Do rag rapped in my waves uh, pockets full of hope Do not step to me, I'm award, I box lefty I offed him, my pops left me and often my momma wasn't home Could not stress to me, I wasn't grown Especially on nights I brought something' home to quiet the stomach rumbling' My demeanor, 30 years my senior My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin' greener Raisin' my fingers to critics, raisin' my hat to the sky BIG I did it, ? before I die, (nigga) no lie Just know I chose my own fate I drove by the fork in the road and went straight
See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare Jesus Christ, the king of these Latter-day Saints here To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me As a martyr of hate