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Apollo Brown - Renegades Lyrics

Renegades Lyrics[Produced by Apollo Brown]

[Verse 1: B-Coe]
I remember days, getting blaze, hitting hays
On that M &J's, listenin' to renegades
And in them days, I was in a a daze
Cause I was sippin' on that liquid, I ain't talkin' 'bout no lemonade
I used to fit the J's, hoping I get Minute Maid
That sticky, icky had me clearing every dinner plate
Thought I was cool, thought I fit the best description
So I drink it slow, higher than a definition
Sick repetition, fighting for some recognition
I kept my head spinning like I had an exorcism
Man, I was caught up in monotony, pornography was stopping me
And had your boy so obsolete
Man, I'm so attached to commodities
Looking for a surface to scratch, like the lottery
I was searching for purpose on who would father me
I fell on my knees, now the Lord walks with me

[Hook: Steven Malcolm & B-Coe]
I be on my grind homie, no brakes
Flow fire, like a propane
Only by His grace, I'm a sinner saved
Cause we ain't nothing but some renegades
Some renegades
Some renegades
Cause we ain't nothing but some renegades
Some renegades
Some renegades
We ain't nothing but some renegades

[Verse 2: Steven Malcolm]
I remember, back as a youngin' was gangbanging and gunnin'
Let me stop, man I'm frontin', was race skatin' and stuntin'
Was lady lovin' and cuffin' and raining buckets like nothing
Which led to plenty nothing, which led to my destruction
Internal corruption, infernal eruption
So I turned to the God who makes something out of nothing
Talk about a transformation, I laid my life down
Now I am emancipated
You see, I was a puppet just playing the hands of Satan
Until I took truth to the face, animate it - eat the cake
Now I see my direction, peep my perspective
Seek His perfection in eternal redemption
Welcome to the reception, and we the groomsmen who have caught the interception
Give me that
Just spitting facts to a culture who be needing rap
Painting perfect pictures with a rugged cross up on my back

[Hook: Steven Malcolm & B-Coe]
I be on my grind homie, no brakes
Flow fire, like a propane
Only by His grace, I'm a sinner saved
Cause we ain't nothing but some renegades
Some renegades
Some renegades
Cause we ain't nothing but some renegades
Some renegades
Some renegades
We ain't nothing but some renegades