Renegade Lyrics - Jay-z

Motherfuckers - 

say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels 

Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it? 

See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined 

That same dude you gave nothin, I made somethin doin 

what I do through and through and 

I give you the news - with a twist it's 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 dropped roasters, from botched robberies niggaz crotched over 

Mommy's knocked up cause she wasn't watched over 

Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked 

No he's not around - now how that sound to ya, jot it down 

I bring it through the ghetto without ridin 'round 

hidin down duckin strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways 

Just read a magazine that fucked up my day 

How you rate music that thugs with nothin relate to it? 

I help them see they way through it - not you 

Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes 

Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt 

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Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen 

I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute 

Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it 

But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it 

Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics 

Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits 

But there's a huge interference - they're sayin 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 motherfuckin drug addict - like you didn't experiment? 

Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror 

and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased 

And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents 

You fuckin do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage! 

(Ha ha!) 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 

Cause here we go - he's 

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And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the 

Renegade! Never been afraid to say 

what's on my mind at, any given time of day 

Cause 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 

Cause I'm a {Renegade} Never been afraid to holler 

about anything {anything?} Anything {ANYTHING!} 

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles 

Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent 

Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench 

Whatchu hollerin? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in 

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feelin braver 

Doo-rag wrappin my waves up, pockets full of hope 

Do not step to me - I'm awkward, I box leftier often 

My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home 

Could not stress to me I wasn't grown; 'specially on nights 

I brought somethin home to quiet the stomach rumblings 

My demeanor - thirty years my senior 

My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin green up 

Raisin my fingers to critics; raisin my head to the sky 

Big I did it - multi 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 monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist 

But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste 

We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is 

Or is he the latter - a gateway to escape? 

Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today 

See it's easy as cake, simple as whistlin Dixie 

while I'm wavin the pistol at sixty Christians against me 

Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics 

in holy water - no wonder they try to hold me under longer 

I'm a motherfuckin spiteful, DELIGHTFUL eyeful 

The new Ice Cube - motherfuckers HATE to like you 

What did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid from the gutter 

makin this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a muh'fuckin 

- repeat 345X jay z greatest rapper alive sucka 

(sorry to tell you but eminem murdered him on this track; R.I.P jay z)