1981
(Verse 1)
1952, Florida’s where it was
Jacksonville, 2nd born to Bonnie & Buzz
Naval base til my pops was 2
Relocated Minnesota, to the city of Mounds View
Grandpa was deputy, grandma raised the kids
And made them into fine little beings is what she did
Like most folks the mid 60’s was hard
My father turned bastard and was left in charge
He turned to dope and drums, he was saved by the rhythm
He barely finished school, the system wasn’t in him
Swingin thru the 70’s, he met her at a club
I was conceived, it was 1981 and…
(Hook)
Here I am, here I am in full flesh and
Here I am, here I am a cold vet and
Here I am, here I am its Pete Rentz and
Here I am, here I am with no regrets
(Verse 2)
1957, East Coast
Virginia, to be precise Norfolk
The Gregg’s, Gary and Marcela
The story of a woman, a true Cinderella
A lot of cold winters raised up in Alec
Anoka Tech school by ‘77
But her destiny was elsewhere began traveling
Then back to Alexandria for a regathering
1978 a single moment of fate
A night up in The Barn it turned to another date
They moved south and got married in the sun
I was conceived it was 1981 and…
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
1981, the beast was unleashed
Mesa, Arizona on Olive Street
Parents didn’t last past my first
It mustve been the heat beaten ass, the cursed desert
The kids first is what they preached and they practiced
Saharita, Prescott, with Greg to Coon Rapids
Jerome, Sedona, East Bethel, St. Francis
In ’93 is when the people started dancing
And now I take it to another level apex
Turntables, CD’s and ya tapedecks
And that crazy thing they call life’s a great test
But I’m a keep rockin mics until my grave rest
Escape death until I rip a rhyme In syncopated time
A made up mind, it makes the native cry
What? ….uhhh…oh my god, it’s me boys and girls, yaaa!!!
Here I am, here I am in full flesh and
Here I am, here I am a cold vet and
Here I am, here I am its Pete Rentz and
Here I am, here I am with no regrets (x2)
(Jayden Rentz Piano Solo)




Adi Dassler
(Verse 1)
I keep steppin’, on with my life
Hit the bong when its right and my feet are always safe
Stickin with the story Cons took a life
Constantly high, my feet are always safe
3 stripes, all-white, tie tight
Stay back, why?, Ive been known to bite
Rarrrrrgh, razor sharp teeth
All ya motherfuckers don’t even compete
Task incomplete, can only ask so much of me
Certified flow blown blustery
This nation is fueled with hate and greed
But I give more fucks about the kicks on my feet
Learned how to tie when I was 5
Old town park not a cloud in the sky
I, looped swooped and pulled with bunny ears
No doubt bitch, them were the fun years
(Bridge)
So if ya down with a legendary shoe
Rocked not just by me but by my whole crew
So if ya down with perfect kicks
Help a motherfuckin homie sing this shit!
(Hook)
Fuck Nike, Reebok and Mukluks
Fuck Docs, Fila and fuck Chucks
Up jump the boogie the bang bang
Nothing but ADIDAS on my feet mang!
Fuck Spalding, Airwalk and Cons
Fuck New Balance and the Pumas you walk on
Fuck all that generic bullshit
Nothing but ADIDAS be strapped on my feet bitch
(Verse 2)
I got a pair for everyday of the week
I even wear ‘em when Im in bed asleep
I sport ‘em with suits and I rock em in Church
Even in the North Pole and the Mojave Desert
The blisters hurt but I aint gonna be a bitch about it
Keepin an eye on the Shell Toes when its crowded
One scuff equals one punch to the gut
Ya fucked up and you just ran outta luck
I even got my girl a pair of pink ones
And after we got em we saw the princess on the bottom
I want the logo when I go to get ink done
Maybe get on a commercial with Urkel
(Bridge)
(Hook)


Whiskey Room featuring Fat C
(Rentz)
Hootie hooo! Roll ‘em up, up, roll ‘em up
Lose count of ya cups, fuck, throw ‘em up
Upchuck on a punk talking shit, what?!?
With the crazy nonsense jibba-jabba kinda stuff
That’s poppy cock and probably not the way you meant to come across
But ya crossed the wrong boss, kuz when Im sloshed
Aint no telling when Ill stop, til they bring out the chalk
My tempers hot, need to cool it with some Voss, yeah!
(Hook Both)
The whiskeys flowin,
Tumbleweeds keep rollin
The doors are always open
Card games, drunken clam, that’s our motherfuckin jam!
(Fat C) coming soon….
(Rentz)
Fucking shit, here I am, back again, tell a friend
And tell your friend to bring a friend and let the party begin
Lets be part of a revolution and let the wind hit the skin in ya face
Loony Bin in the place
Fat Chuck’s gonna fuckin end it all
Marked for death, under siege like Steve Seigal
West west yall, solved by the draw
Nothing but disaster plastered on the wall
(Fat C)
(Hook)


Fuck You
(Verse 1)
To that boss breathing down ya neck
Who seems to forget you work hard for ya paycheck
To the folk who make you earn their respect
I got nothing to prove on such a negative mindset
The simply rude who need to remove their mean bone
Take this c-note and O.D. on Sea Foam
Bill collectors just “doin their jobs”
When they cop an attitude why don’t you tell ‘em to fuck off!
Prissy hos who expect the exceptional
Think they walk on water everywhere that that go
Tell ‘em what’s up, and shove a pump in their
That’s not jumping the gun, when there’s some trouble to come
To the bigots bringin nothing but hate
When they faced with humanity nothing relates
When a classic ass kickin’ doesn’t work
It’s the trash in the casket 6 feet in the dirt
(Hook)
Hey you! Who me? Yeah you! Fuck You! x4
The Devil and I got a common bond
Where we’re coming from, it’s a phenomenon x2
(Verse 2)
And to the scum who always seem to be up to something
Abuse in the past has to be the first assumption
But it gets to a point ya gotta have responsibilities
Even though the charmed llife was never a possibility
Never a thought, never a chance, never the time of day
The harder ya fought the circumstances always washed away
Its not what ya thought, you do have a chance, ya have to find youre place
The harder you fall you’re most mismatched and it picks up the pace
Makes ya get a grip a little quicker
Makes ya invincible, unfuckwittable, and unforgettable
Line ‘em up in row, and pop a couple shots off
Verbal assassin, the fire squad, topnotch
So I sit alone, on a pedestal, prone
to become what I don’t want to ever condone
So heres a poem from the dome of a mental clone
26 years later finally set in stone
(Hook)




Turn It Up Too featuring Playaz Lounge Crew
(Dirty Dubz)

(Hook)
Turn Up the stereo
May the speakers blow, may the weed be feasible
Combust your radio
We own the cold and lonely road
(MC Rentz)
Despite deception, I aint ever changing directions
With the boys PLC on the Rentz and Friends shit
Bend shit, like Bender, defend
It takes ten men to upend this charge
At large, its hard to keep the pigs out my garage
Like a mirage, you thought you saw me now Im gone
If success wasn’t inevitable I’d name this shit the bomb
Ive been blessed with incredible skill to kill a song
Don’t get me wrong, cocky in the least
A cock without a leash, dropping hotness on this beat
You think you got what it takes then come to the stage and get shown up
and if you dig whats in ya face then show love
(hook)
(Mereness) coming soon…



No Guts No Glory featuring Bonaphide & M-Bag
(Bonaphide) coming soon….

(hook)
Gotta suck it up, deliver hurt to get an outcome
Gotta have guts, put in work, never outdone
No Guts No Glory x2
(Rentz)
While your sleeping I’m working, while your working I’m grinding
And if you don’t grind motherfucker, you’re not my kind
I got my slice of the pie but foolish me I want the whole thing
I want more than what the bitches and the dope bring
Film depiction, the hero’s conviction
What better superstar to lead the devils demolition?
Wide eyes set, on a high priced jet
And a 65 Chev, Haven’t died til I’m dead
These fools seem to see the world in see though
Take you on a journey, Id be honored and pleased to
No matter how they treat you remember where you came from
No Guts No Glory til the pains numb
(hook) x2



Shadow’s Dust featuring Just Smoke
(Hook)
He won’t leave me alone, he hides inside the depths
He won’t leave my home, sticks to his clone like smoke from cigarettes…
…and I digress
….its way too much stress
(Verse 1)
Where the fuck did it come from? Where’s it gonna go next?
Complex, no contest
Your best bet is to walk away
Make sure the key is locked away
Not today, please, why does it seem
to always be on these days that my wife and I need?
Im desperate, just about
Your guess is good as mine what’ll come out my mouth
No really knows what goes on behind closed doors
So postpone the Shadows and Dust
Trust is must, cannibus, the safe haven like Supertramp’s magic bus
Most of the time that’s where I reside
Where out of sights out of minds applied
Take it all in stride, peroxide
That’s why I missed Christ, I’m mystified
(Hook)
(Verse 2)
Ive asked myself, do I really need help?
It’s not smart, it’s not good for my health
I’m intelligent to a point, I don’t know everything
But I feel Im dumbed down with every sting
So I keep riding high, What’s the point of modifying?
Especially since, Ive already found the apple of my eye
So Ill keep sittin, sippin my electrolytes
Ripping the verse its not curse
it’s a motherfucking gift, miraculous
It’s Loonatix, an oasis
You aint shit and your still in the basement
Contagious, everyone catch a case
Haters, never gonna catch a break
That’s what it is, that what I insinuate
Its like Ali going against a middleweight
(Hook)



Voila featuring Phatty McGee
(Hook)
First things first, get a funky ass beat
Drop a verse, with the thirst to succeed
Secondly, everything will come together…
like a puzzle piece, like VOILA!
(MC Rentz)
Yeah, Aint no other motherfuckers do it like we
Were not here to please you
Thoughts are see through, only go on Pete’s cue
Ha, Ha. check out the ‘bliques dude
I can flex all motherfucking day and night
Most will do it if the pay is right
and, I got offers that ya can’t refuse
and it ain’t bantha fodder if it makes you move
(Phatty McGee)
Keepin it true, you know how me and this Pete do
Beatin this beat blue and black and I can teach you
If I can reach you, speak the peace do
On done to you what you want done you
If you can seek the truth then you can seek the proof
Heat to the seat and we can burn the roof
Burn motherfucker burn motherfucker burn
Read a fuckin book and learn motherfucker learn
(Hook)
(Phatty McGee)
Here we are again, sub par to win
Goin on the 9th hole, button up my cardigan
Pull your card again, jockin my style
Cause they're always killin Kenny but they never kill Kyle
Ride the high mile, Coke and a smile while
I'm pile drivin listening to Doors' a Wild Child
And I'm a profile, I take a sip and dip
I'm clippin the curb and thats the end of my trip
(MC Rentz)
Crackin the whip, stackin my chips
Got a mic attached to the hip, never smackin my bitch
Kuz that’s pussy shit! Straight pussy shit!
Aint got a temper anymore so don’t push me bitch
Kuz I’ll lose it Quik bunny, like Sunny Corleone
...or a Motley Crue roadie
Oh no, he didn’t go there
I’m just here to clear the air
(Hook)



Charles Brando featuring Capaciti
(Hook)
Who’s this, ready to rip the mic,
lacing the rhythm like it’s the last rhyme of our life?
(Capaciti) coming soon…
(MC Rentz)
Its MC Rentz, setting the mood off right
Getting it loose all night, destined to choose or Die..
Die! Stick a needle in his mic,
Syke, Spiked red until she gave the green light
Hurts worse than a trident sticking in the side of ya neck
Disguised in a vest is my…
best impression of a man with his head on straight
These hits always seem to just generate
Cruising at a better rate, heavy not a feather weight
Getting the crowd to do the Eddie Vedder shake
Ooh shit, Do that damn thing
Always talking mothers like a dude named Danzig
Cap & The District them fools like family
Mappin them imprints, I choose insanity, yeah!
(Hook)
(Switch)
Itd be me the C-a-p and the R-e-n-t-z
Back in the spot still separating the seeds
Still hatin when police confiscatin my weed
Say cheese, buckle up, fucker pucker up
Round 1, knock em out, DJ cut it up…
Like a rabid mammal turned cannibal
Like catapult lift off, more caffeine than a can of coke…(to be cont.)



The Phoenix
(Hook)
I’m here to stay, I aint going nowhere
Ive come a long, long way to dissipate in the air
I want my voice heard, across the fucking globe
Tokyo, Amsterdam, an immortal Ruthless man

(Verse 1)
They call me Rentz and Im a beast to the bitches
Delicious, Viscous at least leaving ‘em in stitches and sheets
Cease everything you’ve been doin up to this point
You’ve been wrong all along I don’t mean to disappoint
Sooner or later someones gotta break it to ya
Better sooner than later I wont fool ya
(Hook)
(Verse 2)
Pete Jeffree Rentz and I was born a Phoenician
The rising sun from the south, suburban, running my mouth
En route to another realm, “Real Deal” Holyfield
Hows ya mother feel appealed to the 5th wheel
Stick with what you know
Hold on to the microphone, you might get home
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
You can call me what ya want just as long
as you keep my fucking name out ya mouth when im gone
Kapish? These mean streets never beat me clean
We claim sea change
Seek strange in wake of the pain
Be sane, green day
(Bridge)
Rising Up, Rising Up
I aint talking Andre
Rising Up, Rising Up
Sure as hell ain’t no Left Eye (x2)
(Hook)



The Mirage
(Verse 1)
When you’re a kid you have an image of the world
At least ya think ya do until its flipped unside down
Its not like I have a curse like the Black Pearl
Words hurt worse, the effects are profound
Respects been thrown out the window
Blood supposedly kinfolk
Some relationships tarnished
While the others bond’s are just dismal
Id hate for haste to create
an even more akward space between our faces
Wheres the traits, that my life was based
Beating around bushes being evasive
Maybe itll all blow over
Maybe Im emo like my father
Maybe once my son is older
Gotta dig deep for a reason to bother
(Hook)
Life just ain’t what I thought it would be
My destiny leads back to the Joshua Tree
Childhood hero’s, amount to zeros
Hear no, see no, speak no Evil
(Verse 2)
I wouldn’t have believed
If I was told this is how it would be
Broke as fuck livin check to check
Not a day of sobriety
My brothers not allowed to step foot in his fathers house
All because of a mental patient
Withdrawal is heavy, never steady
Amazement, we need a fucking replacement
Whens it gonna end, the sun poking through the clouds
Who What where why or how?
Im all out of questions, I need answers
And im talking right fucking now!
Maybe itll all blow over
Maybe Im emo like my father
Maybe once my son is older
Gotta dig deep for a reason to bother
(Hook)



Marijuana Cigarette feat. Prof Fresh, Mereness, Ill e Gal
(Rentz)
I’m on point with my joints I don’t care what kind
Whatever gets seen first, whatever’s the first to pop in my mind
And what you’ll find when you look into my book bag
A footbag, a pound of shwag, a black rag

(Fresh)
yo yo yo yo
Fuck a blunt
I like the taste of my weed
and when I'm smoking
all I need is a leave
whack tobacco only harshes my deal
I keep it real with the papes
to perpetrate the next reel
(Mereness)
Coming soon…
(Hook)
I smoke joints in the morning, joints in the nighttime
Joints in the afternoon, hell yeah!
Joints when I’m happy, joints when I’m sad
And joints when I’ve had a few, Say what?
(Rentz)
Rice and paper, all natural fibers
Lick it to stick it bitch I start it on fire
Dire need when the weeds not in my system
That’s how the ‘Tix run, bitch Im just another victim
(Fresh)
exercise my rolling rights
even if it aint mine
I'm sparking your joint
because I put in the time
green hit
my shit
you can't even have the roach
but feel free to take part in the second hand smoke
(Mereness)
coming soon…
(Hook)



Rockin’ a Hard Place feat. Phatty McGee, Ill POE
(Phatty McGee)
4 white walls, I'm seein the room spinnin
Spit into my hand and Im ear to ear grinnin
Women, I'm only happy when I'm in em
Dreamin I'ma hit it, never did it and I'm skiddin
Far beyond drivin in a world all alone
In the zone with my Bone Thugs tape gettin stoned
Phone never rining what the dealio
Hanging with my 2 boys and adult videos
No but really though bro, here we go
Hit it so low key that the bass won't know
And I pounding like yayo
Thumb thumb bangin bustin out when I say whoa!
(Hook)
Work it, rock it, my red rocket
1 brain, 2 palm, 10 finger mosh pit
Here I am Rockin a Hard Place
That’s where I’m at Rockin a Hard Place
(Ill POE)
Where you at? Girl I've been home
giving myself a case of carpel syndrome
I've been known, to rock a hard place
spitting my wisdom, all over your squaw's face
naw, baby doll I get stupid
every other page I think I feel Cupid
but only when I'm thinking with my big brain
passing out on the couch leaving a cig stain
and when I'm on the mic I'm too nice
at home playing with a snake eye and two dice
rocking a hard place, I gets down
with myself in surround sound
(Hook)
(Rentz)
Now Im a married man but don’t think for second
I don’t have a hairy hand when it comes to the nector
To be honest I rock it more often that not
I can rub one off in ya face if ya want
At any time, at any spot, even at work a lot
In the bathroom, backroom, turn my head and cough
Now I don’t wanna make a mess so I use my sock
And wave incase the hidden camera’s watch-ing
Clown boxing, turned pro at 12
I still have my sight and Im not going to hell
You might think Im crazy and that I need help
But Im a normal man and always think below the belt


Landmine
(Verse 1)
Im from this mighty land, Im not a foreigner
The kinda man to bring your ass to the coroner
Don’t front, and say this aint hardcore enough
Kuz Im a mighty motherfucker, and I was born one
I put the hip in the hop a hop skip and jump away
Leaving weak MCs in a jumbled maze
I work the kind of job where disgruntled pays
When they need a closed casket Ill fuck with their face
(Hook)
I got the boom on it! Im a detonated landmine
Been stepped on for the first and the last time
Shine with the rhymonds, Im a diamond in the rough
Black 05 with the Charcoal guts
(Verse 2)
Instead of letting it out, I bottle it in
And then release so the party can begin
Sailin on a whim, never brickin off the rim
A solid shoe-in, in the land of Twins
Im like the gimmie when its close to the cup
Fresh creased Dickies and Adidas are a must
Im the antibiotics in a world of pus
Shhh, lets keep it on the hush
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
Im a keep rockin, put on a cap and cock it
From what angst is left from the mosh pit
Teenagers ya gotta love em
Kuz everybody was at one time one of ‘em
You might catch me on the diamond, reliving a dream
You might see me wishing life had a green screen
So I could cut out the bullshit of the mundane
Day to day, Another case of the mondays
(Drumsticks on mic stand solo)



Reconstructive Knee Surgery
(Verse 1)
Life without passion is a life not worth living
Carry Karma in my braincase and that’s a given
Live or die by the fact that Im the most driven
Deliberately livid, its admitted in vividity
Flee the fuck out, pleed your innocence
Trees in dugouts, scream like Kinison’s
(Hook)
Aint No one gonna tell me what to do
I got stars on my knees
(Verse 2)
I hear it everyday and it gets sickening
Even with a hit, a pinch, a dash of Glycerine
My mental block collapsed, I’m still not listening
Die for my beliefs, between us, that’s the difference
Crushed breaks or fuck laced bangers
Danger’s in the rear view, Im a bang her
Takin shit from no one but self, all health
In stealth I need help, but I’d rather burn in hell and melt
Than kneel before a soul who’s undeserving
You’re ancient methods like dysentery and scurvy
How’s that going for ya? How’s that working?
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
C’mon dog look at yourself in the mirror
Is it the “Im too old to be alone feat”?
I know its not kuz I know that yous a bigger man
You’re the one that taught me how to be a man
And stand up tall, watch the empire fall
As you crawl away from the destruction she creates
On a daily basis, Your 2 sons
Look whatchya done, it’s craziness face it
When will the line be drawn on the beach
We aint at motherfuckin war, this aint Kashiik
She’s blaming me that’s pathetic and absurd
fiwuefhoqiduf odib, and that’s my word
(Hook)
Ain’t no one gonna tell me what to do
I got stars on my knees (x2)