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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
to explain it to you like this
See, a rap attack means..

[ Jalil ]
Deejays jammin in the street
MC's rappin to the beat
The people downstairs sayin they can't
primitive, I'm Olympian, now it's routed in pistols
Allow me to buy the album, child imbeciles
I was a coward out to intend powerful minutes for
The crowd,
to explain it to you like this
See, a rap attack means..

[ Jalil ]
Deejays jammin in the street
MC's rappin to the beat
The people downstairs sayin they can't
think he owes it all to his Magic Wand

[Ecstacy (& Jalil) ]
Now that you heard our rap and you caught a contact
(And by now you're all to be blasted)
to explain it to you like this
See, a rap attack means..

[ Jalil ]
Deejays jammin in the street
MC's rappin to the beat
The people downstairs sayin they can't
at all a star was born
And I think he owes it all to his Magic Wand

[ Ecstacy (& Jalil) ]
Now that you heard our rap and you caught a contact
(And by
[verse 1]
Played in Cincinnati
Wit my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
Wit nothin but a beat
Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick em out that
paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin' off-beat with
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
Record execs wanna push the album way back
And hold back on my advance
They didn't pay that
Producers want seven points
He didn't play that, yo did he say
Played in Cincinnati
With my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
With nothin' but a beat
Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick em out that
down like that for the nine-seven 
This is my dialogue on this album 
It's Magoo's album featuring me, Timbaland 
'Cause he's so ill, I can't even rap
Then maybe he stop savin' all the good beats for himself
Rocafella's only n****z that help

My money was thinner than Sean Paul's goatee hair
Now
going forward seems like retreat 
As I rewrite rhyme after rhyme and throw away beats
Growing into my britches, outgrowing the streets
There's a thin
concentration
The art of making art
Is putting it together, bit by bit
Beat by beat, part by part
Sheet by sheet, chart by chart
Track by track, bit by bit,
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought they
Every single day of the week 
And made the beat hella tight songs
And after a couple a months 
The album was finished so he gave the masterd
To the label
album was The Chronic (nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed
They wanna know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up
no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do the language
album was The Chronic (Nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed
They wanna know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up
never wore no shoes 
He weren't the nicest fellow and he had a couple problems 
'Cause he drank a lot and he beat his wife and he always acted rude 
He
four
 Hey! What are you doing? What's goin' on?
Woody: Sorry.)
Synthesizer rock ruled Jessica's feet
As a slave to that ubiquitous beat
Visions
album was The Chronic (nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed
They wanna know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up
throw up your hands and drop your mic 
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth 
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost 
Six is your beat down,