Lyrics:
'em back and say we'll link up on the 33rd
When I say that they cursin' me, it ain't dirty words
Church of Pentecost, Holy Spirit synagogue
I don't
of worms and I'm the early bird
Niggas want to hang but I'm too busy doin' dirty work
Hit 'em back and say we'll link up on the 33rd
When I say that they
he's quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame
They say he's always alone, he rides a horse with no name
His only friend was the devil by his side
33rd's the first place that i'll be in my shrine
Steady train
Keep fit and maintain
Master Red-1 renegade
True to this game
Chorus
Its just one a them
Hook - Amy
So, as I come upon the
33rd year on this earth i'm reminiscing
Thinking about what I contributed 1st
I find the purpose for what
I mean in
do you send you out no hearse
She gon show you that paper say June 33rd
June 33rd really what I meant
Can't pronounce what I wear they confused what
to see
They're a part of heaven right here on earth at 4-0-33
And our love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think
Black sheep and a renegade
Hot feet in the cool of the shade
Street jungle in the tough-child 'hoods
Examinations done no good
Ghetto bars
grits
Strapped with two 23 speedin chop sticks
Quick to kick a bitch to the curb
And get back with her on a 33rd
I never worry, never worry, it's all
till they scream "murder" out
The kings is back time to return the crown
Who want it? Tuck your chain, we're due coming
Renegades that'll peel you
till they scream "murder" out
The kings is back time to return the crown
Who want it? Tuck your chain, we're due coming
Renegades that'll peel you
need something over them for the 33rd time
So many numbers in my mind, yeah yeah
But the true one is the number 2, shine, yeah
Imma treat my little
33rd street
[Mase]
Yo, if you could start your life from scratch
Rewind time and still go back
What would you change in the way that
we get shady
Dress up like ladies
And burn 'em with dirty 380's
Then they come to kill our babies
That all out
I got gats that blow the wall out
Clear
verse, or that Jay Z
Ayo his verses were crazy, on that "Renegade" beat
But I ain't never bought no whole CD of Shady
And all I hear is pop tunes come
at 4-0-33
[ steel - el.banjo ]
Our love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think there from the sky
They think this
money baby, they shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies and burn em with thirty-three-eighties
Then they come to kill our babies, that's all out
I got
many times have we come to this feeling
And how many crimes will it take to know that
We just can't keep breaking
Renegade
I'm the one who's never
up, call it a gang hit
I gotta make my move
Cause I'm a renegade
I recognize
when mind techniques
Are being played
It's a plot they use
To keep down
to get a little reference
So we have no confusion (shit)
My flow Call of Duty prestige
Seeing through your illusions (damn)
The Illuminati's real
to feel.
MC's, are running out of things to say.
Radio stations are running out of songs to play.
On the sick side of South Central,
33rd Avenue, block
on 5th and on 33rd
Leave em soaking on the pavement
Skirted out hit a lane switch
Never fucking with a lame bitch
And we never fuckin wit a little
, I'm real, I'm really, really, real
I promise that I know you very well
Your eyes never lie even if they tell
Sweet lullabies that come with a smell
down, down for a while now
She's a renegade on the loose
Know how I found out
Came right out and said it and told me the truth
Oh, she's impressive,
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