Renegade
Motherfuckers say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewelsDo you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruinedThat same dude you gave nothing, I made something doingWhat I do, through and through andI give you the news with a twist, it's just his ghetto point-of-viewThe renegade, you been afraidI penetrate pop culture, bring em a lot closer to the block where theyPop toasters and they live with they MomsGot dropped roadsters from botched robberies, niggas crouched overMami's knocked up cause she wasn't watched overKnocked down by some clown when child support knockedNo he's not aroundNow how that sound to ya, jot it downI bring it through the ghetto without riding roundHiding down ducking strays from frustrated youths stuck in they waysJust read a magazine that fucked up my dayHow you rate music that thugs with nothing relate to itI help them see they way through it, not youCan't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoesBet everything you're worth, you'll lose your tie and your shirt
Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listenI ain't no politician but I'll kick it with em a minuteCause, see, they call me a menace and if the shoe fits I'll wear itBut if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth, grin and bear itNow who's the king of these rude, ludicrous, lucrative lyricsWho could inherit the title, put the youth in hystericsUsing his music to steer it, sharing his views and his meritsBut there's a huge interference: they're saying you shouldn't hear itMaybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spiritMaybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherishBut I'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in AmericaAs a motherfuckin' drug addict, like you didn't experiment, nah nahThat's when you start to stare at who's in the mirrorAnd see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrassedAnd I got nothing to do but make you look stupid as parentsYou fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriageAnd do you have any clue what I had to do to get hereI don't think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereoCause here we go, he's {*Jigga j-Jigga*}And I'm the sinister Mr. Kiss-My-Ass, it's just the
Renegade, never been afraid to sayWhat's on my mind at any given time of dayCause I'm a renegade! Never been afraid to talkAbout anything, anything, anything, anything, renegadeNever been afraid to sayWhat's on my mind at any given time of dayCause I'm a renegade, never been afraid to hollerAbout anything (etc.)
I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knucklesPockets filled with a lot of lint, not a centGotta vent, lot of innocent lives lost on the project benchWhatchu hollering, gotta pay rent, bring dollars inBy the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braverDurag wrapping my waves up, pockets full of hopeDo not step to me, I'm awkward, I box leftyAn orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't homeCould not stress to me I wasn't grown, especially on nightsI brought something home to quiet the stomach rumblingsMy demeanor, thirty years my seniorMy childhood didn't mean much, only raising green upRaising my fingers to criticsRaising my head to the sky B.I.G. I did it, multi before I dieNo lie, just know I chose my own fateI drove by the fork in the road and went straight
See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern-day ShakespeareJesus Christ, the King of these Latter-Day Saints hereTo shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me asAs a monger of hate, satanist, scatter-brained atheistBut that ain't the case, see it's a matter of tasteWe as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he isOr is he the latter, a gateway to escapeMedia scapegoat; who they can be mad at todaySee it's easy as cake, simple as whistling DixieWhile I'm waving the pistol at sixty Christians against meGo to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the CatholicsIn holy water, no wonder they tried to hold me under longerI'm a motherfucking spiteful, delightful eyefulThe new Ice Cube, motherfuckers hate to like youWhat did I do, I'm just a kid from the gutterMaking this butter off these bloodsuckersCause I'm a muthafuckin'