Renegade Style Testo

Chorus 2x

Motha fucka cant you see/you cant out-flow me/runnin the streets/strapped with heats/blastin yo ass like some mind fucked freeks/

verse 2

Where you runnin ya mouth/i dont give a fuck/straight up/watch and beware of where your steppin/never know whos hand and hand with that murder weapon cocked/i write crazy rhymes/cause i got a twisted mind/i run 313 blocks/feel the heat from my glock+my lcick travels in packsim capeable of commiting irresponsable acts/gathering tracks/just plain/crazy and insane/kinda fucked in the brain/so a level temer is hard to maintain/writing ill rhymes to tap into your brain/never stoppin till im walkin with a cane/my rhymes burn like acid rain/runnin 313 streets/always got my waiste strapped with heats/these ill rhymes cant be beat/my rhymes are out of sight/get ready to fight

Chorus 2x

Motha fucka cant you see/you cant out-flow me/runnin the streets/strapped with heats/blastin yo ass like some mind fucked freeks/


Verse 3

I be that G/that all them motha fuckin haters wanna be/im never gonna stopgonna live on thru the killings and gun sjhots/avoiding 5-0 cause im still hating cops/catching attention with every rhyme i drop/i rock non stop hip hop/commin hard till i drop/till my first album drops/they never gonna stop/till i reach the top/slangin and bangin and bringin these hymes till my bones rot/i can make it happen/creatin allusions with the simple act of rappin/main love is scrappin/got the cash stackin/runnin 313 hoods cappin/never know how much heat im strappin/in all black/heatin the streets with the gat/spillin more rhymes and im still commin back/battle me/in the 313/then we'll see/whos the sweet Emcee.

Chorus 2x

Motha fucka cant you see/you cant out-flow me/runnin the streets/strapped with heats/blastin yo ass like some mind fucked freeks/