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[Jay-Z] <br />Yeah, Renegades is back <br />Em the B the sick <br />It's Young, Freeway, 8 Miles, let's go <br /> <br />8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin' <br />And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs <br />But I can rewind the calendar back, back when it was now or nothin' <br />People said I would amount to nothin', that I had talent for nothin' <br />Said I would succumb to violence or be silenced by your gunmen <br />I could just hear the folks now, "He got what he had coming" <br />Now that my eighth album's comin' everybody's smilin' <br />Wantin' something, claimin' that they done something for him <br />Got their Jay-Z pom poms and their whole uniform <br />Claimin' they been runnin' and tellin' everybody like Martin Lawerence <br />'Bout how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was <br />Claimin' that they threw it up before I threw it up <br />You what? Where was you before I blew this up? <br />I didn't see you in the courtroom when everybody was suin' us <br />I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up <br />Back on the block, gettin' it in, there wasn't no you with us <br /> <br />[Chorus: Jay-Z] <br />8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin' <br />And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free <br />[Freeway] <br />6 miles and running, got my fist strip poppin' <br />And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs <br />[Jay-Z] <br />8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin' <br />And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free <br />[Freeway] <br />6 miles and running, got my fist strip poppin' <br />And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs <br /> <br />[Freeway] <br />6 miles and running in the Pontiac <br />Six thousand eighty six, trans might shift while the engine run <br />Anyone tell ya rider give me one more chance <br />Hear them smokers screamin' "One more gram" <br />So I'ma bring 'em one <br />Homie, son, and my pop, stick close to my MOMMA <br />Keep toasters for DRAMA, mix a lot with my son <br />My son growin' and he learnin' a lot <br />That's when them toasters will the burners will pop, brain on ya own <br />Well a nigga, tell 'em niggas <br />That's like the biblical scripture <br />Look back, turn assault like the sin is in <br />Most of ya heartless and self-centered like "Me Shaq and me Shaq" <br />Set up ya brother cuz you jealous nigga <br />The heat back, like you never left <br />I ever rep, cops watch every step <br />Six miles and running dodgin' every trap <br />The rap gingerbread man, cheer us up <br />You precious breath, State P the second attack <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Jay-Z] <br />Back when nobody would found he had talent, nobody would sign me <br />Nobody believed in me, nobody but mommy blindly <br />But how can she deny me? Me being the youngest runt <br />To come up outta her tummy, she got nothin' but love for me <br />When niggas would want me, the industry shunned me <br />That's why I'm takin' all the industry's money <br />Revenge is sweet honey, we run this <br />Young is the illsest, Free is the future <br />Bean's and Bleek is right now, we can see our 8 miles nigga <br /> <br />[Chorus]
New song lyrics
[Jay-Z] <br />Yeah, Renegades is back <br />Em the B the sick <br />It's Young, Freeway, 8 Miles, let's go <br /> <br />8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin' <br />And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs <br />But I can rewind the calendar back, back when it was now or nothin' <br />People said I would amount to nothin', that I had talent for nothin' <br />Said I would succumb to violence or be silenced by your gunmen <br />I could just hear the folks now, "He got what he had coming" <br />Now that my eighth album's comin' everybody's smilin' <br />Wantin' something, claimin' that they done something for him <br />Got their Jay-Z pom poms and their whole uniform <br />Claimin' they been runnin' and tellin' everybody like Martin Lawerence <br />'Bout how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was <br />Claimin' that they threw it up before I threw it up <br />You what? Where was you before I blew this up? <br />I didn't see you in the courtroom when everybody was suin' us <br />I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up <br />Back on the block, gettin' it in, there wasn't no you with us <br /> <br />[Chorus: Jay-Z] <br />8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin' <br />And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free <br />[Freeway] <br />6 miles and running, got my fist strip poppin' <br />And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs <br />[Jay-Z] <br />8 miles and running, got my 7th album droppin' <br />And my 8th album comin', feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free <br />[Freeway] <br />6 miles and running, got my fist strip poppin' <br />And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs <br /> <br />[Freeway] <br />6 miles and running in the Pontiac <br />Six thousand eighty six, trans might shift while the engine run <br />Anyone tell ya rider give me one more chance <br />Hear them smokers screamin' "One more gram" <br />So I'ma bring 'em one <br />Homie, son, and my pop, stick close to my MOMMA <br />Keep toasters for DRAMA, mix a lot with my son <br />My son growin' and he learnin' a lot <br />That's when them toasters will the burners will pop, brain on ya own <br />Well a nigga, tell 'em niggas <br />That's like the biblical scripture <br />Look back, turn assault like the sin is in <br />Most of ya heartless and self-centered like "Me Shaq and me Shaq" <br />Set up ya brother cuz you jealous nigga <br />The heat back, like you never left <br />I ever rep, cops watch every step <br />Six miles and running dodgin' every trap <br />The rap gingerbread man, cheer us up <br />You precious breath, State P the second attack <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Jay-Z] <br />Back when nobody would found he had talent, nobody would sign me <br />Nobody believed in me, nobody but mommy blindly <br />But how can she deny me? Me being the youngest runt <br />To come up outta her tummy, she got nothin' but love for me <br />When niggas would want me, the industry shunned me <br />That's why I'm takin' all the industry's money <br />Revenge is sweet honey, we run this <br />Young is the illsest, Free is the future <br />Bean's and Bleek is right now, we can see our 8 miles nigga <br /> <br />[Chorus]
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