[Jay-Z]
Yeah, Renegades is back
M the the sick,
It's Young, Freeway, 8 Miles, let's go

8 miles [bad word]  got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th [bad word] , feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs
But I can rewind the calendar back, back when it was now or nothin'
People said I would amount to nothin', that I had talent for nothin'
Said I would succumb to violence or be silenced by your gunmen
I could just hear the folks now, "He got what he [bad word] 
Now that my eighth [bad word]  everybody's smilin'
Wantin' something, claimin' that they done something for him
Got their Jay-Z pom poms and their whole uniform
Claimin' they [bad word]  and tellin' everybody like Martin Lawerence
'Bout how hot my rap performance was before I was who I was
Claimin' that they threw it up before I threw it up
You what? Where was you before I blew this up?
I didn't see you in the courtroom when everybody was suin' us
I didn't see you in all black when everybody was suitin' up
Back on the block, gettin' it in, there wasn't no you with us
 [bad word]  Jay-Z]
8 miles [bad word]  got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th [bad word] , feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
[Freeway]
6 miles [bad word]  got my fist strip poppin'
And my first [bad word] , feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs
[Jay-Z]
8 miles [bad word]  got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th [bad word] , feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
[Freeway]
6 miles [bad word]  got my fist strip poppin'
And my first [bad word] , feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

[Freeway]
6 miles [bad word] in the Pontiac
Six thousand eighty six, trans might shift while the [bad word] Anyone tell ya rider give me one more chance
Hear them smokers screamin' "One more gram"
So I'ma bring 'em one
Homie, son, and my pop, stick close to my MOMMA
Keep toasters for DRAMA, mix a lot with my son
My son growin' and he learnin' a lot
That's when them toasters will the burners will pop, brain on ya own
Well a [bad word]  tell 'em niggas
That's like the biblical scripture
Look back, turn assault like the sin is in
Most of ya heartless and self-centered like "Me Shaq and me Shaq"
Set up ya brother cuz you jealous [bad word] The heat back, like you never left
I ever rep, cops watch every step
Six miles [bad word] dodgin' every trap
The rap gingerbread man, cheer us up
You precious breath, State P the second attack
 [bad word]  Jay-Z]
8 miles [bad word]  got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th [bad word] , feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
[Freeway]
6 miles [bad word]  got my fist strip poppin'
And my first [bad word] , feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs
[Jay-Z]
8 miles [bad word]  got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th [bad word] , feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
[Freeway]
6 miles [bad word]  got my fist strip poppin'
And my first [bad word] , feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs

[Jay-Z]
Back when nobody would found he had talent, nobody would sign me
Nobody believed in me, nobody but mommy blindly
But how can she deny me? Me being the [bad word] [bad word] up outta her tummy, she got nothin' but love for me
When niggas would want me, the industry shunned me
That's why I'm takin' all the industry's money
Revenge is sweet honey, [bad word] this
Young is the illsest, Free is the future
Bean's and Bleek is right now, we can see our 8 miles [bad word]  [bad word]  Jay-Z]
8 miles [bad word]  got my 7th album droppin'
And my 8th [bad word] , feedin' a thousand growlin' stomachs, Free
[Freeway]
6 miles [bad word]  got my fist strip poppin'