Renegade – Bad Meets Evil – letras

[Verse 1: Royce]It’s several different levels to picking up shovels and dumping youIn ditches under sea level fronting you when I’m with thisLet me refreshing you niggas til you my position in thisBeef! Leave you under Venice, opposition finishedThere it is, we invaded created a PyramidOf a Haven of names, so blame Dre, and that ear of hisSo.. breathe, I’d rather reach for your neckAnd I never heat you for respect, unless you greet me with lessI’ve got a skunk in my trunk, I’m lyingI’ve got a pump in my trunk, you’re dying, how many lumps niggas want?Who’s ready for y’all? We ready for y’allWe too incredibly raw, for any artist that said he would drawI stand firm, and it hurts to live itYou open that can of worms, I hope you ready for the dirt that’s with itSlap a ho, snatch a mic, being brought to y’all in black and in white(It’s the new) Joe Jackson and Ike, we renegades[Verse 2: Eminem]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 these 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 motherfucking drug addict like you didn’t experiment?Now now, that’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 here I don’tThink you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereoCause here we go, he’s Royce, he’s the King Of DetroitAnd I’m the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass is just a[Hook]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)[Verse 3: Royce]I determine what time it’s on, I call my nigga ProofHand him a pint of Limon and turn him looseI’m tired of you new jacks, I’m tired of niggas that’s like « I’m ’bout to blow »Unless you a bitch, we don’t care if you bout do thatMove back, youngster, the Glock on speakChew up your vest and turn your chest hair to taco meatThe street, continuous to pit, quick to smash yaOr flash the clip, or give you the picture developingClick clock, six shots blows through another doorAnd it gets hot, Hip-hop Quotable tug of warWho did ya niggas beats you bitches, who made it work?That shit was.. I got harder two-way alertsJust when I thought my dog couldn’t get any meanerYou talk about his daughter, you probably getting the ninaYou talk about his momma, he won’t even give ya the finger(He’s crazy) Deranged, not media eaters, we renegades[Verse 4: Eminem]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 meAs a monger of hate and Satan a 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 escape?Media 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 try 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 bloodsuckers, cause I’m a muhfuckin'[Hook][Develdiii]