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Yeah, it's all fact no fiction
It's my interpretation
Wanna know how it went down? I'll tell ya
Yo, Biz turn me up a little
Bit in the headphones man

Renegade

Jay-Z

The Blueprint

2001

the bodega, iron under my coat
Feelin' braver, durag wrappin' my waves up, pockets full of hope
Do not step to me, I'm awkward, I box lefty
An orphan, my

an everyday thing to me
From the corporations to the vendor on the street
Seeing my golden skin fills them with greed
Keeping our kids from Ivy League college

Mathematics astronomy beyond even the Arabics
Preserving our independence until 1644
When our ancestors gave up our rights
To foreign invaders that came by

Fill me up
Fill me up
Fill me up Lord
With the fruit of the Spirit
Lord, I want to feel it
Fill me up
Fill me up
Fill me up Lord
Let me live it
When I’m

see them drowning by the thousands in the Red Sea
Thought I'd surely die, until You made a way for me
Now I'm singing out my heart in victory
As I shake

at the big menorah 
Where the Casio keyboard plays the hora
Lift me up in the cherry picker
Light the candles, watch 'em flicker

There're countless happy

Oh Shit!

Culture VI

Elite

2004

plastic
Pistol whipped ride shotgun and you blasted
No manners stay misbehavin' I can't warn 'en cousin
No man's relatin to me cousin get torn up

[R.E.U.]

friends don't hate me
But It's a new beginning
So the zek you knew that ain't me
I use to fill my lungs with smoke and blow my soul away
I use to look up

all, all to Jesus
All, every part of me
Lying at His feet
I owe it all, let every breath I take
Rise to bring Him praise
To the glory of one name

Innovate
Cultivate
Third Culture
Picture this,
Just a kid in the homeland
Surrounded by the fam
Feeling lost like a lone man
Mother tongue fluent but they

while you roll by
Beware the hookup—that might be what you get stole by
Do it for the culture, for the culture indeed
That just mean y'all really want me

I see ya'll egos filled with false pride
Cause it's filled with lies
It's a disguise
Which fill you with nothing inside
Let me show you something

do it for the love and I do it so honest 
I do it for the culture who believes in hip hop
The one’s who put me on they shoulder and never let me drop

“Come, you are forgiven
You are my chosen, you are mine”
So I empty myself 'til there’s nothing left
Then you’ll fill me up
All my life is yours
Jesus, I’m

We see the Lamb of God
Once on a cross lifted up
Crowned with thorns on His head
Mocked by the ones who pierced Him
We see the Lamb of God
Slain for

Jesus Christ

Sing me Spanish techno
Canadiana incomplete
Parts so incongruent
Fucked up and disjointed and it doesn't need to rhyme
It's poetry

wrap up this track can I deliver it here
I love this culture but I feel like it hates me
Could never be a Nas, could never be a Jay-Z
I love this culture

by his grace and his mercy the Holy Ghost took control of me
Now I can serve Him
I Got Jesus
The one that died to save our souls
Jesus
He can change

sleep)
And I can't close my eyes
Them blessings after me
And I'll be all the way up (Way up)
Trust me, I'll be all the way up (Way up)
And I've been up all

, choose it or refuse it
Hollywood is waiting, striking up the band
Everyone on Wall Street shakes you by the hand
Such a vulture culture, never lend a loser

on the day of Pentecost
Rushing in like a mighty wind
Fill us up with Your presence and Your power
Lord, do it again

We are here crying out on one accord

fucking song
Let's do this though
(By any means necessary)
This is for the culture let's go
A fool with it the flow old school
Let me show you how a grown

I was sleeping in my bed one night
Face up resting in the still of the night
Nobody else was home I was only by myself
I lost my breath till I came