The Renegade
“Renegade” ft Eminem by Jay Z
1st Hov verse = him force feeding America the reality of the hood: forcing it to acknowledge it. How dare ye who’ve grown up in some amount of comfort, rate horrific #BARS that I was forced to live
... ( Hov’s 1st verse continued) the scraps y’all gave us (as with chitlins etc in slavery), I made a meal & fed my ppl; the shit we were forced to live in, i packaged as fertilizer. In that π© I cultivated crops and unbeknownst to you, sold you those crops in your living rooms/cars/televisions/computers & radios. I’m not just an emcee, an entertainer. . . I’m a conduit: I’m a π‘. . . a poet . . . a π¨πΎπ«........ Shakespeare was aight (despite the π» ✍πΎ rumors) but did he sell out the Garden in a day? Did he hold it down for 9 straight summers (or was it 12 ..... go check, I’m busy)? Yea, I spoon feed y’all with sugar/π§ (the hits) but y’all don’t even realize that the guns (grime/lessons/game) snuck in with the sugar/π§. Y’all all need me: I take y’all into the hoods you’d not dare step into and I am the hood’s contact on the inside.
Em’s first verse = someone needs to address this bullshit, it’s obvious because your kids are thirsty for the truth yet all y’all can seem to do “be parents” instead of “be parents who once were kids who did worse π©.” I’m rude & not politically correct BUT I am genuine; meanwhile, you’ve a whole side somewhere yet coming down on ya π§πΎ (no one I know has hair like that kid emoji) like a ton of π§± over trying ⛽️ ( π± which the π§πΎ got via yo ass, unbeknownst to you ). . . π€. Y’all vilify the same ppl who’ve much sway over your children; the same children who’ll, in one manner or another, likely be responsible for some aspect of your well-being in your latter years (it’d behoove you to listen to me/let me translate for you/work with me or at least stfu & let me π¨πΎπ³). The most heinous offenders tend to act as the most scrupulous π¨πΎ⚖️ ( the biggest piles o π© enjoy wearing the clothing of πΌπΎ . . . worst type of person ) but idgaf: I am whatever they say I am ( BARS, double entendre B ) & I own it. Y’all do not know my story, which would be necessary in order for you to even attempt at narrating it π€¦πΎ♂️ ( #DumbAsses ).
Shawn’s 2nd verse = y’all mufukkas whose forefathers owned my forefathers or whose forefathers AT LEAST were given the opportunity to own land ( idgaf what your intelligence quotient is/financial standing/social standing/education ..... you’ve power/wealth if you own land ) seem to always be the first to bring up how it took “hard work” it took to succeed.... so let me talk to y’all. When you’ve been categorically been placed behind the 8 ball (not the 3.5), even before birth: you see π© differently, you make choices which although you aren’t proud of.... are necessary. I decided to forego much of my childhood out of necessity, out of the need to survive: y’all gotta go to war to experience ptsd level shit.... all I need do is wake up in the morning. My Dad left & I’ve not the luxury of wondering why or to attempt to find him.... Mama & my siblings need me to do: I ain’t got time to try, I MUST do. I picked up the pack and made a way where none existed. How do you tell a mufukka who made water from π© (at least Jesus had π·) that he’s wrong for finding π₯ when his family is in need? Y’all can kiss my ass, I’m gon eat BUT I’m sorry Mama: I know that I’m wrong but our ancestors prayed forever yet here we are. I’m paying bills & providing, how Dafuck you Gon tell me sumin? Tell that shit to them 14yr olds playing video games while mom/dad work.... I ain’t trynna hear it, that shit don’t keep the π‘ on. I’ve seen wild shit out here & fuck your stories of what could be, these rocks are tangible.... they’re my means to the end of this horrible situation & if they prove not to be, so be it: I exhausted every avenue. I adore, love & appreciate my mom but to a degree she was forced to abandon us too in order to provide to the best of her abilities..... fuck that, I’ll be her ability; I ain’t gon keep watching her hurt AND struggle..... fuck that and you. I’ll either get rich or die trying.
Marshal’s 2nd verse : How you see me depends on whom you are & where you originated in life: some see me as evil incarnate, while others see me as reality and still others (who’ve lived like experiences) see my oratory as gospel & although I’m just a regular dude, don’t make me use my skill to effect how you’re seen by your most priceless possessions...... your children (many of which are in that last group). I’m no more of a gateway “drug” to a more insidious young person/child than marijuana is to heroine (weed heads solely love weed, not crack. Stop the lies). The reason y’all adults hate me..... because all the bullshit you’ve raised your children amongst; I honestly expose and force you to face your skeletons π. Oh yeah, y’all so-called Bible toters..... the way you treat me/speak on me directly contradicts what you preach that you believe in..... ππΎ.... fuck y’all.
This is how I hear hip hop, so when I tell you that I can’t listen to certain artists or skrt skrt this is why. I cannot process pointless/thoughtless/unskilled/goofball/whimsical jibber jabber. Btw, that 2nd verse is why Shawn won this upper echelon sparring bout.
#SkunkSmoke #BARS #Music #HipHop #GoatsEatErrthang π¦¨π¨π¨
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