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    Motherfuckers -
    say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
    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
    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
    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

    Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they
    I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a
    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
    Who could inherit the title, put the youth in
    Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his
    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
    Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just
    But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
    as a motherfuckin drug addict - like you didn't
    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
    And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as
    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 {*Jigga joint
    And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the

    [Chorus: Eminem + Jay-Z]
    [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),
    [Jay] 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
    Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
    To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint
    As a monger of hate, satanist, 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
    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
    Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the
    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

    [Chorus: Eminem + Jay-Z]

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