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What up, y'all! Man, this song is heavy. I've finally done it justice at The Kitchen. Had this one on the backburner for a minute, and I've finally gotten to bring it to life. I hope y'all really enjoy this one and the story behind it! I'm gearing up to truly drop my project soon! It's been a damn long time coming! I've gotta thank my engineer JP. If y'all want the backstory & Genius on it here ya go: https://genius.com/Renegade-vice-interlude-lyrics

[Intro: Reefer Madness]
 
Well, the coming thing! Nice kids. No trouble to anyone
Just a harmless evening smoking pot
and each one is sure he won't get hooked.
They think there's still a future
But in a year half of them will be on the hard stuff
And next year three out of every ten will be dead...
 
[Verse 1]
Gotta go the right way, not get left.
Not in ninth grade. In the books, ace tests.
But when I hit eleventh man that shit was temptin'.
Family situation turned to stressin'.
Blaze with homies when I'm ventin'
No preventative care even with the MediCal healthcare
And livin' off of welfare.
Home I'd never go 'cause it was hell there.
My heart wasn't held there.
If I had a rich uncle I'd have been shipped off to Bel Air.
Instead I gripped shovels hole diggin' tryna ditch struggle.
Get in big trouble. Seperate families never well aware.
Chase occasions to evade it, drainin' tanks, and drivin' everywhere.
Broken home with no handyman to clean and make repairs.
Unlock the door at four A.M., and walkin' up the stairs.
Didn't think I might be naive and ill prepared...
 
[Bridge Sample: Mike Huckabee @ 2015 Republican Convention]
Illegals, prostitutes, pimps, drug dealers...
 
[Verse 2]
...to sort between the brothers and the bloodsuckers.
Sneak attackin' like a ninja when he's nunchuckin'.
Knew them dudes, played ball, never thought they'd come from it.
Hittin' pizzos Rascal had 'em constant customers.
At first I was hesitant, but then it got evident.
Lost judgement just to get a fix. Never though I'd hit a lick.
Mazda 626 with the stick shift.
Getaway drivin' fuckin' splittin' the scene.
'Bout the riskin' of a teen. Didn't really intervene.
They was scared of nicotene. Dipped it in promethazine.
Don't believe gateway propaganda.
Grew to trust a bad crowd growin' on me like a cancer.
Through the bumps out to ditch the house is the answer.
Hard stuff, hard head, hard way.
Apart from apartment, the arch was a dark place.
Smart with the parchment started with vices.
 
Yeah...

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