EMINEM - Renegade (Original Version) lyrics

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(feat. Royce Da 5'9")

[Royce Da 5'9"]

Yo yo, it's several different levels to pickin up shovels

and dumpin you in ditches under sea level

Frontin you when I'm wit this

Let me refreshin you niggaz til you my position in this

Beef! - Leavin you under Venice, opposition finished!

There it is, we invaded created a Pyramid -

of a Haven of names, so blame Dre, and that ear of his

So {*heavy breathing*} breathe, I'd rather REACH for your neck

And I never HEAT you for respect, unless you GREET me wit less

I got a skunk, in my trunk

I'm lyin, I got a pump in my trunk

Your dyin, how many lumps niggaz want?

Who's ready for y'all? We ready for y'all

We too incredibly raw, for any artist that said he would draw

I stand firm, and it hurts to live it

You open that can of worms, I hope you ready for the dirt that's wit it

Slap a hoe, snatch a mic!

Bein brought to y'all in black and in white

(IT'S the NEW!) Joe Jackson and Ike, we renegades


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

Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics

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 Royce, he's the King Of Detroit

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

[Chorus: Eminem + Royce]

[Em] 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!

[R9] 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)

[Royce Da 5'9]

I determine what time it's on, I call my nigga Proof

Hand him a pint of Limon and turn him loose!

I'm tired of you new jacks

I'm tired of niggaz that's like - "I'm bout to blow!"

Unless you a bitch, we dont care if you bout do that

Move back, youngster, the glock on speak

Chew up your vest and turn your chest hair to taco meat!

The street, continuous to pit, quick to smash ya

or flash the clip, or give you the picture (developin)

Click clock, six shots blows through another door

And it gets hot, Hip Hop portable tug of war

Who did ya niggaz beats you bitches, who made it work?

Dat shit was *phwrt!*, I got harder 2-Way alerts

Just when I thought my dogg couldn't get any meaner

You talk about his daughter, you probably gettin the heater

You talk about his momma, he won't even give ya the finger

(He's crazy!) Deranged!, not media eaters, we renegades


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

[Chorus x2]

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