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 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!) Eminem -- Renegade (w. Jay-Z)
Don't trip. I hear it enough around here to know it by heart. This is what Mr. Marshall Mathers has to say. Just take it for what it's worth (and it's not much).