Album: 2Pacalypse Now (1991)
Rebel, rebel, rebel
[2Pac]
They just can´t stand the reign
Or the occasional pain
Of a man like me who goes against the grain.
Sometimes I do it in vain
So wit the little bass & treble aint missed a
So it is time for me to explain that I am the rebel.
Cold as the devil.
Straight from the underground, the rebel alone laughs.
They came to see the maniac sychopath.
The critics heard of me & the aftermath.
I do not give a damn & it shows.
A when I do a stage show I wear street clothes.
So they all know me: the lyrical lunatic, the maniac MC.
I give a shout out to your homies.
Maybe then, the critics´ll leave your boy alone, G.
On the streets or on TV, it just don´t pay the be a truth tellin MC.
They won´t be happy until I am banned.
The most dangerous weapon: an educated black man.
For point blank in your face, pump up the bass, & join the human race.
I throw peace to the Bay.
Cuz from the jungle to Oaktown, they backin me up all the way.
You know ya have got to love the sound.
It is from the rebel: the rebel of the underground.
He has the rebel: rebel of the underground (4X)
[2Pac]
Now I am face to face with the devil.
Cuz they breedin more rebels than the whole damn ghetto.
And police brutality,
Put you in a nip & call it technicality.
So you reap what you soe.
So read the wrath of the rebel jackin ´em up once more.
Now the fox is in the henhouse.
Creepin up on your daughter, while you asleep
I got her sneakin out.
Tupac aint nuttin nice.
I will be nothin how I want to & do it when I am going to.
Now I am up to no good.
The mastermind of mischief movin more than most could.
So sit & slip into the sound.
Peep the rebel: the rebel of the underground.
He has the rebel: rebel of the underground (4X)
[2Pac]
They say they hate me, they want to hold me down.
I guess they scared of the rebel: the rebel of the underground.
But I never let it get me.
I just make another record ´bout the punks tryin to sweat me.
In fact, they tryin to keep me out.
Try to censor what I say cuz they do not like what I am talkin ´bout.
So what´s wrong with the media today.
Got brothers sellin out cuz they greedy to get paid.
But me, I am comin from the soul.
And if it don´t go gold, my story still get told.
And that way they can´t stop me.
And if it sells a couple of copies, the punks´ll try to copy.
It is sloppy, don´t even try to.
I am a slave to the rythm & I am about to fly through.
Sold yo(ya-yo) to the people in the ghetto.
When ya hear the bass roll, go ahead & let go.
Now everybody want to gangbang.
They talkin street slang, but the punk still can´t hang.
By makin records bout violence
But when it comes to the real, some brothers go silent.
It kinda make you want to think about
That ya have got to do some sellin out, just to get your record out.
But 2pacalpyse is straight down.
So feel the wrath of the rebel: the rebel of the underground.
2pac is the rebel: rebel of the underground (8X)
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