Текст песни Renaissance Rap (remix) - lil wayne
[Q-Tip
- Intro]
I
don't
care
who
first
or
who
last
I
just
know
y'all
betta
rock
dis
at
da
drop
of
a
dime,
baby!
(Renaissance...)
I
don't
care
what
chy'all
say
or
what
chy'all
do
But
you
got
to
be
finished
befo'
the
music
is
through...
[Q-Tip
- Verse
1ne]
I
don't
think
they
heard
me,
hold
up.
.So
here
we
go,
now
It
be
the
Midnight
Maurader
on
the
scene
Geographically
earthed
in
a
place
called
Queens
I
was
formed
with
my
principles,
way
I
displayed
When
I
used
to
cool
out
where
all
the
other
kids
played
'Cause
I
was
way
too
ill,
I
would
home
my
skill
Go
out
in
the
park
and
let
my
chemicals
spill
Right
there,
on
Farmers
Boulevard,
I
made
my
mark
Two
dudes,
brothers
would
dip
from
us,
me,
and
NARCS
And
then
my,
legend
would
grow
on
the
A-train
line
Where
rappers
would
gather
to
see
my
blowin
nicks
and
dimes
It
was
me,
Big
Pete,
Tanya,
and
Sir?
When
in
the
heat
of
the
cipher,
I
was
not
liable
For
all
the
casualties
of
the
dutty
MCs'
I
split
the
train
car
like
Moses
did
the
Red
Sea
Get
it
in
ya
head,
we
gon'
rock
the
dead
Night
of
the
living
MCs',
the
weak
ones
fled
C'mon
Bust.
[Busta
Rhymes
- Verse
2wo]
Yo,
yo,
God
body,
wise
intellegence
Smack
niggaz
and
wrestle
with
elephants
My
beloved
respect
my
benevolence
Comin
like
missles,
the
issue
is
this
Be
the
shit
you
can't
rebel
against
Then
I
sniff
out
you
niggaz
that
be
hidin
in
bushes
- whassup?
And
strangle
niggaz
like
poisonous
octopuses
- shut
the
fuck
up!
Back
with
hazardous
weathers
and
blizzards
As
I
spit,
stickin
out
my
tongue
like
an
iguanlizard
At
you
corny
niggaz,
Animal
Planet
rap,
Wildlife
Stabbin
you
in
yo'
back
wild
knife
(Ahhhh!)
While
I
hunt
and
eat
you
niggaz
like
food,
leavin
you
bleedin
BEATS
- rattle
the
speakers,
like
some
buffalo
stampedin
If
you
don't
understand
what
I'm
sayin
Lyrically
I'm
like
goons
acci-DENTALLY
beatin
you
like
Gorillas
playin
(Ha
ha!)
Bitches
know
when
I
spit,
I
be
seducin
'em
Countless
money
with
diamonds
that's
buried
in
Jerusalem
The
Renaissance
{*echoes*}
[Q-Tip:
interlude]
{*imitating
Marley
Marl}
WHOOO,
that
Busta
Rhymes
right
there
I
don'-
look
like
sendin
Raekwon
in
here
Where
Raekwon
at?
[Raekwon
- Verse
3hree]
Aiyyo,
aiyyo,
squeezin
Johnny
Walker
neck
up
in
the
Benzo
freezin
The
head-long
cock
block
pumpin
is
easy
Poison
medals
on
my
neck
wrists
and
arms
Louie
luggages
is
bronze,
a
big
bag
of
D,
Happy
Kwanz'
Together
we
the
Chi-Lites
to
twists
of
the
O'Jays
One
line
from
this'll
have
you
leanin
like
roach
spray
Poison
up
on
holstery,
my
boys
in,
this
is
our
choice
Brooklyn,
Shaolin
whylin
in
the
Royces
Old
Gold
at
the
Golden
Globes,
my
robe
hitin
the
cement
Chef
in
the
buildin,
yep
and
he
been
A
thousand
one
goons
at
the
Rumba
Certified
clients,
drug
money
and
sum'thin
up
giants
Yo,
it's
the
Tarzan
cocaine
clan
in
the
area
Gorillas
in
Louie
hats,
the
more,
the
merrier
Take
mines,
take
a
hunnid
nines
We
be
runnin
out
of
rhymes,
never
bullets
Try
to
front
and
you
mines
Renaissance...
(WHOOOOOOOOOO-WHEEE!)
[Lil
Wayne
- Verse
4our]
*Clears
throat*
A-go
off...
Let
me
spaz,
let
me
spaz
(c'mon)
Though
they
call
me
Weezy
F.,
you
gon
let
me
pass
So
ahead
of
my
time
with
my
next
week
ass
Money
on
the
dinner
table
like
let's
eat
cash
And
I
do
it
for
the
killers
and
the
hundred
dolla
billas
And
from
now
on,
I
don't
think
you
should
stunt
without
a
million
-
Dollars
in
the
bank,
I
got
money
in
the
bank
Now
throw
yo'
hands
in
the
air
if
yo'
pussy
don't
stank
You
got
a
bullet
and
a
shank,
I
got
a
bullet
and
a
tank
I
got
fur,
in
my
boots,
and
the
hoody
on
the
minks
Stop
sweatin
me,
you
should
follow
me,
I'm
directing
it
Other
fools
break
it
down,
I
be
dissecting
it
EVER
since
I
made
it
up
out
of
middle
America
Err'body
wanna
be
in
my
genital
area
Butcha
better
stay
away
from
my
chemical
barrier
Weezy,
baby,
straight
out
the
cesarean,
NUGGUH!
(What's
it
called
man?)
Oh
yeah...(Hah?)
"Renaissance
Rap"
[Marley-Tip
- Outro]
MAN,
I
ain't
gon
give
y'all
my
microphone
no
more!
'Cause
y'all
tear
it
up
when
you
get
it
Lemme
see
who
you
have
Now,
you
have
Q-Tip,
you
have
Busta
Rhymes
You
have
Raekwon
the
Chef,
you
had
Lil
Wayne
on
here
Man,
I
ain't
givin
y'all
my
microphone
no
mo'
'Cause
y'all
tear
it
up
when
you
get
it
I
just
said,
get
a
lil'
somethin
before
the
beats
GO...
Альбом
The Weezy Effects 2
1 My Name Is Leak Jones
2 New Orleans Magic
3 Rap Cemetary
4 Every Girl
5 Rock Star
6 Yes
7 Murk Off 09 (Prod. By YP)
8 I'm at War
9 Loser (remix)
10 Thank You
11 Unstoppable (remix)
12 Always Strapped
13 Ay Man
14 Louisanimal (50 Cent Diss)
15 AK 47
16 Renaissance Rap (remix)
17 Blame It (remix)
18 Red Rum
19 Lift It Up
20 Hello World
21 Tool on Deck (YP mix)
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