Текст песни Rebel of the Underground - Tupac
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
and
treble
ain't
missed
a
So
it's
time
for
me
to
explain
that
I'm
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
and
the
aftermath.
I
don't
give
a
damn
and
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
till
I'm
banned.
The
most
dangerous
weapon:
an
educated
black
man.
For
point
blank
in
your
face,
pump
up
the
bass,
and
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
gotta
love
the
sound.
It's
from
the
rebel:
the
rebel
of
the
underground.
He's
the
rebel:
rebel
of
the
underground
(2Pac)
Now
I'm
face
to
face
with
the
devil.
Cuz
they
breedin
more
rebels
than
the
whole
damn
ghetto.
And
police
brutality,
Put
you
in
a
nip
and
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
ain't
nuttin
nice.
I'll
be
nothin
how
I
wanna
and
do
it
when
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.
He's
the
rebel:
rebel
of
the
underground
(2Pac)
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
cuz
they
don't
like
what
I'm
talkin
'bout.
So
what's
wrong
with
the
media
today.
Got
brothers
sellin
out
cuz
they
greedy
to
get
paid.
But
me,
I'm
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's
sloppy,
don't
even
try
to.
I'm
a
slave
to
the
rythm
and
I'm
about
to
fly
through.
Sold
yo(ya-yo)
to
the
people
in
the
ghetto.
When
ya
hear
the
bass
roll,
go
ahead
and
let
go.
Now
everybody
wanna
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
wanna
think
about
That
ya
gotta
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
1 The Realist Killaz
2 The Realist Killaz
3 Rebel of the Underground
4 Str8 Ballin'
5 Str8 Ballin'
6 Panther Power
7 Panther Power
8 One Day At a Time (Em's Version)
9 One Day at a Time
10 Ghost
11 Ghost
12 Intro
13 Intro
14 Death Around the Corner
15 Death Around the Corner
16 Same Song
17 Same Song
18 Bury Me a G
19 Starin' Through My Rear View
20 Starin' Through My Rear View
21 Holler If Ya Hear Me
22 Runnin (Dying to Live)
23 Runnin (Dying to Live)
24 Secretz of War
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