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Eminem ft. Jay Z – Renegade (Live on Letterman) [HD 1080p]

Eminem ft. Jay Z – Renegade (Live on Letterman) [HD 1080p]

One of the best performances, in my opinion, of this two great rappers of our days, Eminem and Jay Z, together.
Here is Renegade, from the album Blueprint, recorded in 2001.

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  1. It's hilarious listening to fans who just started listening to hip hop a few years ago. Hear me loud and clear, YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT HIP HOP ESPECIALLY IF YOU WERE BORN IN THE 90s. YOU ARE SIMILAR TO A NEWBORN BABY WHEN IT COMES TO THE CRAFT. STICK TO COUNTRY MUSIC!!

  2. You know how we watched Michael Jackson Videos with him dancing with others around him. Im bad, Thriller , Smooth Criminal. When you watch Michael and the others, Mike stood out above all the Rest? Thats how ANYONE dead or Alive sounds Next to Shady.

  3. Heres the lyrics: thank me later
    Motherfuckers
    Say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
    Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
    See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined
    That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
    What I do through and through and
    I give you the news, with a twist it's just his ghetto point-of-view
    The renegade, you been afraid
    I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
    Pop toasters, and they live with they moms
    Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies niggas crotched over
    Mommy's knocked up cause she wasn't watched over
    Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
    No he's not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down

    I bring it through the ghetto without riding 'round
    Hiding down ducking strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
    Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
    How you rate music that thugs with nothing relate to it?
    I help them see they way through it, not you
    Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes
    Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt

    Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
    I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
    'Cause see they call me a menace, and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
    But if it don't, then why y'all swallow the truth grin and bear it
    Now who's the king of these rude, ludicrous, lucrative lyrics?
    Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
    Using his music to steer it sharing his views in his marriage
    But there's a huge interference, they're saying you shouldn't hear it

    Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
    Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
    But I'm debated, disputed, hated, and viewed in America
    As a motherfucking drug addict, like you didn't experiment?
    Now, now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
    And see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrassed
    And I got nothing to do but make you look stupid as parents
    You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
    And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here
    I don't think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
    'Cause here we go, he's (Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga)
    And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the

    Renegade! Never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at, any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade! Never been afraid to talk
    About anything (anything) anything (anything)
    Renegade! (Never been afraid to say)
    (What's on my mind at, any given time of day)
    ('Cause I'm a (renegade) Never been afraid to holler)
    (About anything (anything?) Anything (anything!))
    I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles
    Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
    Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench
    What you hollering? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
    By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver
    Doo-rag wrapping my waves up, pockets full of hope
    Do not step to me, I'm awkward, I box leftier often
    My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home
    Could not stress to me I wasn't grown, 'specially on nights
    I brought something home to quiet the stomach rumblings
    My demeanor, thirty years my senior
    My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin' green up
    Raisin' my fingers to critics, raisin' my head to the sky
    Big I did it, multi before I die (nigga)
    No lie, just know I chose my own fate
    I drove by the fork in the road and went straight

    See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
    Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
    To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
    As a monger of hate, Satan, a scatter-brained atheist
    But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste
    We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is
    Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape?

    Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today
    See it's easy as cake, simple as whistling Dixie
    While I'm wavin' the pistol at sixty Christians against me
    Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics
    In holy water, no wonder they try to hold me under longer
    I'm a motherfucking spiteful, delightful, eyeful
    The new Ice Cube, motherfuckers hate to like you
    What did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid from the gutter
    Making this butter off these bloodsuckers, 'cause I'm a motherfucking

    Renegade! Never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at, any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade! Never been afraid to talk
    About anything (anything) anything (anything)
    Renegade! (Never been afraid to say)
    (What's on my mind at, any given time of day)
    ('Cause I'm a (renegade) Never been afraid to holler)
    (About anything (anything?) Anything (anything!))

    Renegade! Never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at, any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade! Never been afraid to talk
    About anything (anything) anything (anything), renegade!
    (Never been afraid to say)
    (What's on my mind at, any given time of day)
    ('Cause I'm a (renegade) Never been afraid to holler)
    (About anything (anything?) Anything (anything!))

  4. Lol supposed to have been Jay ft Eminem. Even at the end Letterman says Eminem and Jay even he assumed it was the other way around after that performance

  5. [Verse 1: JAY-Z]
    Motherfuckers say that I'm foolish, I only talk about jewels (Bling-bling)
    Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
    See, I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined
    The same dude you gave nothin', I made somethin' doin'
    What I do through and through and
    I give you the news with a twist, it's just his ghetto point of view
    The renegade, you been afraid I penetrate pop culture
    Bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they pop toasters
    And they live with they moms, got dropped roadsters
    From botched robberies, niggas crouched over
    Mami's knocked up 'cause she wasn't watched over
    Knocked down by some clown
    When child support knocked, "No, he's not around"
    Now, how that sound to ya? Jot it down
    I bring you through the ghetto without ridin' 'round
    Hidin' down, duckin' strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
    Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
    How you rate music that thugs with nothin' relate to it?
    I help them see they way through it, not you
    Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes
    Bet everything you worth, you'll lose your tie and your shirt

    [Verse 2: Eminem]
    Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
    I ain't no politician, but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
    'Cause see, they call me a menace and if the shoe fits, I'll wear it
    But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth, grin and bear it
    Now who's the king of these rude, ludicrous, lucrative lyrics?
    Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
    Usin' his music to steer it, sharin' his views and his merits?
    But there's a huge interference, they're sayin' you shouldn't hear it
    Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
    Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
    But I'm debated, disputed, hated and viewed in America
    As a motherfuckin' drug addict, like you didn't experiment?
    Now, now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
    And see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrassed
    And I got nothin' to do but make you look stupid as parents
    You fuckin' do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage (Haha)
    And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here?
    I don't think you do, so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
    'Cause here we go, he's Jigga-Jur-Jigga-Jih-Jigga
    And I'm the sinister Mr. Kiss-My-Ass is just a

    [Chorus: Eminem & JAY-Z]
    Renegade, never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade
    Never been afraid to talk about anything
    (Anything?), anything (Anything)
    Renegade, never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade
    Never been afraid to holler about anything
    (Anything?), anything (Anything)

    [Verse 3: JAY-Z]
    I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles
    Pockets filled with a lotta lint, not a cent
    Gotta vent, lotta innocent lives lost on the project bench
    What you hollerin'? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
    By 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 pops left me
    And often my mama wasn't home
    Could not stress to me, I wasn't grown
    'Specially on nights I brought somethin' home to quiet the stomach rumblings
    My demeanor thirty years my senior
    My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin' green up
    Raisin' my fingers to critics, raisin' my head to the sky
    Big, I did it, multi before I die
    No lie, just know I chose my own fate
    I drove by the fork in the road and went straight

    [Verse 4: Eminem]
    See, I'm a poet to some, a regular modern-day Shakespeare
    Jesus Christ, the king of these Latter-day Saints here
    To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as
    A monger of hate, satanist, scatter-brained atheist
    But that ain't the case, see, it's a matter of taste
    We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is
    Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape?
    Media scapegoat who they can be mad at today
    See, it's as easy as cake, simple as whistlin' "Dixie"
    While I'm wavin' the pistol at sixty Christians against me
    Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics
    In holy water, no wonder they tried to hold me under longer
    I'm a motherfuckin' spiteful, delightful eyeful
    The new Ice Cube, motherfuckers hate to like you
    What did I do? (Huh?), I'm just a kid from the gutter
    Makin' his butter off these bloodsuckers, 'cause I'm a motherfuckin'

    [Chorus: Eminem & JAY-Z]
    Renegade, never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade
    Never been afraid to talk about anything
    (Anything?), anything (Anything)
    Renegade, never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade
    Never been afraid to holler about anything
    (Anything?), anything (Anything)
    Renegade, never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade
    Never been afraid to talk about anything
    (Anything?), anything (Anything)
    Renegade, never been afraid to say
    What's on my mind at any given time of day
    'Cause I'm a renegade
    Never been afraid to holler about anything
    (Anything?), anything (Anything)

  6. comments are turned off on both jay z's official youtube page and some fan page of jayz. can someone say insecure about a white man killing another man on his own beat? Pathetic little jay. Take your L's on the chin you punk bitch. Renegade didnt blow cause of jay, it blew because of em's crazy verse. I'm sure jayz is behind closed doors kicking himself for helping a white man get even bigger than he was. Remember, rascism isnt institutional, its individualistic. Also, eminem has 5 out of the 10 highest watched musicvideo/song out of hiphop and rap period. Jay z is a whiney stuck up wanna be gangster but really a socialite thinking he is still hip.

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