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Yeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick,
Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles,
Let's go

8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin',
And my 8 album
from cold night,in the morning.
'Tis the morning of my life.

In the daytime I will meet you as before.
You will find me waiting by the ocean floor,
Everybody, let me hear ya say
Woof! motherfucker, Woof! motherfucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay

I run with convicted felons
Scream, yellin'
Bitch
Times is roughing Timberland cuffing
Won me a G up off to Rio
Hope we can pull it back my throat my only weapon blow the beat up

Stuff pillow bags in
and 'Tee' - harmonica
Recorded: October 2, 1929 Victor # 56336-2 
Album: Gus Cannon And His Jug Stompers - 2 CD set
'Legendenary 1928 - 1930 Recordings'
JSP
to the di-dome, like this (uhh, uhh)

[Chorus: Bilal]
This right here, has been cer-ti-fied, 
For years.. ahhhahhh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
He's got soul up in his
the same time, "Wanksta" got it's first spin
That was 32 weeks before they signed Rakim
Eight months, 13 days before I knew where Mike lived
And three years
the hellons are pissing in
Position to let the snakes set the bait at heaven's gates
Mastered by pastors snatching collection plates from section eight
the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by 
The tray, like gangstas with the heaters 
Gangbangin is my shit nigga 
Is you still gon' be my homie if I
[Originally released by Bathory in 1988 on the album "Blood Fire Death".]

[Music and lyrics: Quorthon.]
[8:28]

Orgy of silence, conspiracy
This nigga fucked up motherfucking Whitaker
Dang, he caught Whitaker
He caught Whitaker a long time ago
Mike got touched
Then Mike got touched by
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
Big Kuntry-Wat it is
TI-You betta tell em
Big Kuntry-I'm on it nigga
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
TI- Yea dats right [x8]
Big Kuntry-You
going crazy
And the leaders all aroound
Cracking up
We goat rich, we fry
Price of living in a shanty teem
Just seem to be high,
We still like T.I
still like t.i
Dancing as we shooting up
And lootin' jus' to get by

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
Everybody, let me hear ya say
Woof! motherfucker, Woof! motherfucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay

I run with convicted felons
Scream, yellin'
Bitch
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
Big Kuntry-Wat it is
TI-You betta tell em
Big Kuntry-I'm on it nigga
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
TI- Yea dats right [x8]
Big Kuntry-You
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless

Play this by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I?ll be his
the music industry man. 
Ludacris and field mob, 
Mouth to mic resuscitation.
Lets go.

can you handle it?
Eight away, bang in the back with the woofer
all kids vacate
Testy to press me like a can of spray paint
Cause by the time a policeman appears
They'll be cuttin down the bodies I hang like
Killa Klan (8x) 
Chorus: Killa Klan Repeated ? North Memphis, South Memphis, ATL, Chicago 
(cities differ for each chorus) 

[Juicy J] 
Late last
Everybody, let me hear ya say
Woof! motherfucker, Woof! motherfucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay

I run with convicted felons
Scream, yellin'
Bitch
the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced with
the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack the [?clubs?] be tired
My attempts to ride
Every time all night
I faced