Renegade
Lil Wayne (Feat. Fabolous) Lyrics

Uh, you think I give a fuck about What these niggas say man They even talked about Jesus
I don't care about what other people say, even if they talk about Jesus. Their criticism doesn't affect me.

I ain't mad at when it rain, 'cause I know the sun is somewhere shinin' Sorta like some clear diamonds I hardly see my moms, but she know her son is somewhere grindin' Some where rhymin', or somewhere climbin'
I don't get upset when things go wrong because I know good things will come eventually. My mom doesn't see me much, but she knows I'm working hard somewhere, either writing rhymes or improving myself in some way.

Out of a pottable 760, inclasable very sticky Wit a handgun, to send these cowards to Heaven quickly I ain't pussy, so I won't allow you to ever dick me I know these grease balls, wonder how could they ever stick me
I carry a powerful gun with me to protect myself from anyone who might try to harm me. I refuse to let anyone take advantage of me or make me look weak, and even my enemies know that it's impossible to bring me down.

But I move, like the President through town Wit stones the size of earrings, in my Presidential crown I put hollows from the Desert into clowns, 'cause the cometary Is where most of the dudes, that are hesitant are found
I move confidently like the President does, with flashy, expensive jewelry. I'm not afraid to shoot at anyone who tries to cross me because I know that most people who are unsure or hesitant are found in the cemetery.

So I take the time, of whatever the bench throws The 4BM put down, in a seventy-two inch hole Mean while getting adapted, to the fame has be hectic But I'm fucking like I'm tryna take down Chamberlain's record
I take advantage of whatever opportunities come my way and strive to succeed, even as fame brings complexity to my life. I'm also pursuing relationships with women with the same level of intensity as Wilt Chamberlain pursued his basketball records.

And the girls more than like you, when you running around Doing world tours like Michael, but girl's sure don't like you You going on like thirty-six, flowin' on some berry mix The little money you get, you blowing on them dirty chicks
Women are more attracted to me now that I'm on world tours like Michael Jackson was, but they're not interested in lesser-known guys. Meanwhile, you're still trying to act cool by drinking the popular mixed drink, but your money is being spent on low-quality women.

Tryna look young, so you throwing on the jersey quick I'm on my second V-12, you going on ya thirty-six You can look at this rider, and see I'm on the come-up 'Cause I pass the hitch-hikers, like I don't see 'em with they thumb up
You're trying to act young by wearing jerseys, but I'm driving a second luxurious V-12 engine car, showing that I'm on the rise. I'm so focused on my success that I don't even notice begging hitchhikers along the road.

I just turn the system up and keep boppin' I never get, where I'm tryna go, if a nigga keep stoppin' And I tell the cops, this joint is for protection Don't they see when I come through How these people point in my direction
I keep the music loud and keep going, never letting anyone stop me from reaching my destination. I let the police know that I carry a gun for protection and people often recognize me as they point me out to others.

That's why I poke out my jeans Like my joint with a erection Till I'm in a joint made for correction And right now, the way rapper bi'ness spread It wouldn't even surprise me If one of these rappers is a Fed, nigga
I show off my gun in my pants like it's a hard-on and I'll continue to do so until I end up in prison. The rap industry has become so corrupted that it wouldn't surprise me if some of these rappers are actually undercover police officers.

Since I'm in the position to get rich, I'ma get it Whether it come from rapping on blocks, flippin' and pitchin' And fuck the stove, and the kitchen where I cook and prepare it Nigga you know and don't try to act like the truth ain't apparent
I'm going to make money no matter what it takes, whether it be drug dealing or successful rap career. I don't care about honest work like cooking in the kitchen for a living as long as I can get rich.

I'm on a mission to get richer, it's as simple as that I make it obvious, when I pick up a pencil and rap Like a .40 Cal, spittin' on instrumentals I clap And these verses, are like the hollow point I sent through yo back
My sole objective is to increase my wealth, and I make that clear every time I grab a pen to rap. My verses are as powerful and damaging as a bullet fired from a gun.

I get you murdered if I think you a rat 'Cause if you don't show loyalty Then that show me where ya principles at And you don't know how much I been through, in fact
If I suspect that you're a snitch, I'll have you killed. If you're disloyal, it shows me where your values lie. You don't know how much hardship I've faced in my life.

I never did like you, I ain't even gon' pretend wit you cats And I'm the nicest, I ain't gotta say it twice and repeat it I'm a lyrical genius, I never been beated, defeated I'ma draw my weapon and squeeze it, you better believe it
I never liked you and I won't pretend to. I'm confident in my abilities and don't need to repeat it. I'm unbeatable when it comes to lyrics and I'm willing to use my gun to defend my position.

Leave you parapaligic, I demand respect and I mean it My Desert's the meanest, you probably dead if you seen it Or spored out somewhere sick, you get red on the cement And I blow off ya head for no reason and just when I'm leavin' You don't know me ya owe me homie But the spread make us even, blow
I'll leave you paralyzed and I expect to be respected. My gun is incredibly dangerous and you'd be dead if you saw it. If you cross me, I'll shoot you in public and leave you bleeding on the ground. You may not really know me, but you still owe me, and I'm willing to use violence to even the score.

And the bad part about it is man I'm only twenty years old man And I'm just havin' fun Man I ain't even tryin' man
The worst part is, I'm just a 20-year-old kid having fun, and yet I'm still involved in such a dangerous lifestyle.

Desert Storm's youngest and in charge man Paul Cain, man Yo Fab man, you ain't even gotta go hard man I got these niggas man Clue, holla at cha boy, Skatin' Dolla Duro, it's our year man Desert Storm, we gon' kill niggas man You already know what it is it's a ho'cide man Stop, "Street Dreamin"
I'm the youngest leader of Desert Storm and I'm in charge. Fabolous doesn't have to work so hard because I'll handle everything. DJ Clue needs to contact me, and it's our year to take over and dominate. You already know what it is - we're killing it in the rap game and leaving everyone else in our dust.