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Rebel, rebel, rebelRebel, rebelThey just can't stand the reign, or the occasional painFrom a man like me, who goes against the grainSometimes I do it in vain, so with a little bass and trebleHey Mister! It's time for me to explain that I'm the rebelCold as the devilStraight from the underground, the rebel, a lower levelThey came to see the maniac psychopathThe critics heard of me, and the aftermathI don't give a damn and it showsAnd when I do a stage show I wear street clothesSo they all know meThe lyrical lunatic, the maniac emceeI give a shout out to your homiesAnd maybe then, the critics'll leave your boy alone, GOn the streets or on TVIt just don't pay to be, a truth telling MCThey won't be happy till I'm bannedThe most dangerous weapon: an educated black manSo point blank in your face, pump up the bassSongtexteAnd join the human raceI throw peace to the BayCause from the Jungle to Oaktown, they backin' me up all the wayYou know you gotta love the soundIt's from the rebel, the rebel of the undergroundRebel he's a rebel, rebel of the undergroundRebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Now I'm face to face with the devilsCause they breeding more rebels than the whole damn ghettoAnd police brutalityShit it put you in the nip and call it technicalitySo you reap what you sowSo reap the wrath of the rebel, jacking em up once mo'Now the fox is in the hen house, creeping up on your daughterWhile you sleep I got her sneaking outTupac ain't nothing niceI'll be nothing how I wanna, and doing what I'm gonnaNow I'm up to no goodThe mastermind of mischief moving more than most couldSo sit and slip into the soundPeep the rebel, the rebel of the undergroundRebel he's a rebel, rebel of the undergroundRebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground They say they hate me, they wanna hold me downI guess they scared of the rebel, the rebel of the undergroundBut I never let it get meI just make another record bout the punks trying to sweat meIn fact, they trying to keep me outTry to censor what I sayCause they don't like what I'm talking boutSo what's wrong with the media today?Got brothers selling out cause they greedy to get paidBut me, I'm coming from the soulAnd if it don't go gold, my story still getting toldAnd that way they can't stop meAnd if it sells a couple of copies, the punks'll try to copyIt's sloppy, don't even try toI'm a slave to the rhythm, and I'm about to fly throughSo yo to the people in the ghettoWhen ya hear the bass flow, go ahead and let goNow everybody wanna gang bangThey talking street slang, but the punks still can't hangThey making records bout violenceBut when it comes to the real, some brothers go silentIt kinda make you wanna think aboutThat ya gotta do some selling out, just to get your record outBut 2Pacalpyse is straight downSo feel the wrath of the rebel. the rebel of the undergroundRebel he's a rebel, rebel of the undergroundRebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the undergroundRebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground
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"Rebel of the Underground" as written by Gregory E. Jacobs, Tupac Amaru Shakur
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