Rebel Of The Underground Lyrics

Song Text:

Rebel.. rebel.. REBEL
Rebel.. rebel..

[2 Pac]
They just can't
stand the reign, or the occasional pain
from a man like me, who goes against
the grain
Sometimes I do it in vain, so with a little bass and treble
Hey
Mister! It's time for me to explain that I'm the rebel
Cold as the
devil
Straight from the underground, the rebel, a lower level
They came to
see the maniac psychopath
The critics heard of me, and the aftermath
I
don't give a damn and it shows
And when I do a stage show I wear street
clothes
So they all know me
The lyrical lunatic, the maniac emcee
I
give a shout out to your homies
And maybe then, the critics'll leave your boy
alone, G
On the streets or on TV
It just don't pay to be, a truth tellin
MC
They won't be happy till I'm banned
The most dangerous weapon: an
educated black man
So point blank in your face, pump up the bass
and join
the human race
I throw peace to the Bay
Cause from the Jungle to Oaktown,
they backin me up all the way
You know you gotta love the sound
It's from
the rebel -- the rebel of the underground

Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of
the underground [4X]

[2 Pac]
Now I'm face to face with
the devils
Cause they breedin more rebels than the whole damn ghetto
And
police brutality
shit it put you in the nip and call it technicality
So
you reap what you sow
So reap the wrath of the rebel, jackin em up once
mo'
Now the fox is in the henhouse, creepin up on your daughter
While you
sleep I got her sneakin out
Tupac ain't nuttin nice
I'll be nuttin how I
wanna, and doin what I'm gonna
Now I'm up to no good
The mastermind of
mischief movin more than most could
So sit and slip into the sound
Peep
the rebel -- the rebel of the underground

Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of
the underground [4X]

[2 Pac]
They say they hate me, they
wanna 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
cause they don't like what I'm talkin bout
So what's wrong with
the media today?
Got brothers sellin out cause they greedy to get paid
But
me, I'm comin from the soul
And if it don't go gold, my story still gettin
told
And that way they can't stop me
And if it sells a couple of copies,
the punks'll try to copy
It's sloppy, don't even try to
I'm a slave to the
rhythm, and I'm about to fly through
So yo to the people in the
ghetto
When ya hear the bass flow, go ahead and let go
Now everybody wanna
gangbang
They talkin street slang, but the punks still can't hang
They
makin records bout violence
But when it comes to the real, some brothers go
silent
It kinda make you wanna think about
that ya gotta do some sellin
out, just to get your record out
But 2 Pacalpyse is straight down
So feel
the wrath of the rebel -- the rebel of the underground

Tupac is a rebel,
rebel of the underground [8X]