pin 'em down Always clinging to some old star They chase that restless spirit Wherever the four winds blow There's another dream Just around the bend Renegades, Rebels and Rogues (Chorus) Renegades
I pick my staff Now I'm back with the slimiest, grimiest Niggaz who behind me is the ones who know what time it is Red Clay Renegades, violence is Minute
Searching for the things that we can't see The unknown I'm just telling you I'm just saying that things aren't quite the same This time around You can
I've been waiting Waiting for someone to call My body's aching 'Cause someone came and stole my soul Everyday's like yesterday And yesterday's like everyday
be different, we could belong We are the human, we are the strays, We talk about heaven, we talk about grace If things could be different, we could belong Leave behind the renegades
I know you like it You like it like that You like it I hope you like it There's no holding back You like it I know you like it You like it like that
She's been hanging around this town She's been searching around this town What do ya like? What do ya say? What do ya need? What do ya like? What do
Come again, run again, you will never get past me! Come and get it, run and get it, I will never be deceived. You can run faster, you can catch that
Cold hands Warm me Mouth dry She can't speak She can't hide She can't leave She can't hold What she needs If you wanna go You can always go You can
Left foot, right, left foot But I'm not going anywhere Left hook, right, left hook This is tearing me apart But if I wait will you show? As I crawl around
We are the chosen We are the few We were sent here To give guidance to our youth We are the future We are the face So let's come together Be as one today
Calling me away Why are you so sentimental? And do you really wanna live like this? I never said it, you never said it (Woo, hoo) I never said I would
Down on the street where the faces shine Floatin' around I'm a real low mind See a pretty thing in a wall See a pretty thing in a wall In a wall In a
Yo, I was a fiend before I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy 'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy Tell me what can
Man walks along the railroad track He's Goin' some place, there's no turnin' back The Highway Patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge Man sleeps by a
You tell me you like the taste You just need an excuse You tell me it calms your nerves You just think it looks cool You tell me you want to be different
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm, no more No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm, no more Well, I wake up in the morning Fold my hands and pray for