(Jay-Z:)    Motherf***ers    Say that I'm foolish    I only talk about jewels    (Bling bling)    Do you fools    Listen to music or    Do you just skim    Through it?    See I'm influenced    By the ghetto you ruined    That same dude    You gave nothin'    I made somethin' doin'    What I do through    And through and    I give you the news    With a twist    It's just his    Ghetto point-of-view    The renegade    You been afraid    I penetrate pop culture    Bring 'em a lot closer    To the block where they    Pop toasters    And they live    With they moms    Got dropped roasters    From botched robberies    Niggaz crotched over    Mommy's knocked up    'Cause she wasn't    Watched over    Knocked down    By some clown    When child support knocked    No he's not around    Now how that    Sound to ya?    Jot it down    I bring it    Through the ghetto    Without ridin' 'round    Hidin' down duckin' strays    From frustrated youths    Stuck in they ways    Just read a magazine    That f***ed up my day    How you rate music    That thugs with    Nothin' relate to it?    I help them see they way    Through it, not you    Can't step in my pants    Can't walk in my shoes    Bet everything you worth    You lose your tie    And your shirt       (Eminem:)    Since I'm in a position    To talk to these kids    And they listen    I ain't no politician    But I'll kick it    With 'em a minute    'Cause see they    Call me a menace    And if the shoe fits    I'll wear it    But if it don't    Then y'all will    Swallow the truth    Grin and bear it    Now who's these    King of these rude    Ludicrous lucrative lyrics    Who could inherit the title    Put the youth in hysterics    Usin' his music to steer it    Sharin' his views    And his merits    But there's    A huge interference    They're sayin'    You shouldn't hear it    Maybe it's hatred I spew    Maybe it's food    For the spirit    Maybe it's beautiful music    I made for you    To just cherish    But I'm debated disputed hated    And viewed in America    As a motherf***in' drug addict    Like you didn't experiment?    Now now, that's when    You start to stare at    Who's in the mirror    And see yourself    As a kid again    And you get embarrased    And I got nothin' to do    But make you look    Stupid as parents    You f***in' do-gooders    Too bad you couldn't    Do good at marriage    (Ha ha)    And do you    Have any clue    What I had to do    To get here?    I don't think you do    So stay tuned and    Keep your ears    Glued to the stereo    'Cause here we go    He's    (Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga)    And I'm the sinister    Mr. Kiss-My-As*    It's just the       CHORUS:    (Eminem:)    Renegade    Never been afraid    To say    What's on my mind    At any given time of day    'Cause I'm a renegade    Never been afraid    To talk about anything    (Anything)    Anything    (Anything)    Renegade       (Jay-Z:)   Never been afraid    To say    What's on my mind    At any given time of day    'Cause I'm a (Renegade)    Never been afraid    To holler about anything    (Anything?)    Anything    (Anything)       (Jay-Z:)    I had to hustle    My back to the wall    Ashy knuckles    Pockets filled with    A lot of lint, not a cent    Gotta vent    Lot of innocent of lives    Lost on the project bench    Whatchu hollerin'?    Gotta pay rent    Bring dollars in    By the bodega    Iron under my coat    Feelin' braver    Doo-rag    Wrappin' my waves up    Pockets full of hope    Do not step to me    I'm awkward    I box leftier often    My pops left me an orphan    My momma wasn't home    Could not stress to me    I wasn't grown    'Specially on nights    I brought somethin' home    To quiet the    Stomach rumblings    My demeanor    Thirty years my senior    My childhood    Didn't mean much    Only raisin' green up    Raisin' my fingers to critics    Raisin' my head to the sky    Big I did it    Multi before I die (nigga)    No lie, just know    I chose my own fate    I drove by the    Fork in the road    And went straight       (Eminem:)    See I'm a poet to some    A regular    Modern day Shakespeare    Jesus Christ the    King of these    Latter Day Saints here    To shatter the picture    In which of that    As they paint me    As a monger of hate and    Satan a scatter-brained atheist    But that ain't the case    See it's a matter of taste    We as a people decide    If Shady's as bad    As they say he is    Or is he the latter    A gateway to escape?    Media scapegoat    Who they can    Be mad at today    See it's easy as cake    Simple as whistlin' Dixie    While I'm wavin' the pistol    At sixty Christians against me    Go to war with the Mormons    Take a bath with the Catholics    In holy water    No wonder they try    To hold me under longer    I'm a motherf***in' spiteful    Delightful eyeful    The new Ice Cube    Motherf***ers hate to like you    What did I do?    (Huh?)    I'm just a kid    From the gutter    Makin' this butter    Off these bloodsuckers    'Cause I'm a muh'f***in'       Repeat chorus twice