Shit it put you in the nip and call it technicality
I'm a slave to the rhythm, and I'm about to fly through
Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground
That ya gotta do some sellin out, just to get your record out
So reap the wrath of the rebel, jackin em up once mo'
It's sloppy, don't even try to
And when I do a stage show I wear street clothes
And that way they can't stop me
Tupac ain't nuttin nice
Try to censor what I say
Now the fox is in the henhouse, creepin up on your daughter
Straight from the underground, the rebel, a lower level
Peep the rebel the rebel of the underground
Now I'm up to no good
It just don't pay to be, a truth tellin MC
And if it sells a couple of copies, the punks'll try to copy
Cause from the Jungle to Oaktown, they backin me up all the way
Now everybody wanna gangbang
The most dangerous weapon an educated black man
But me, I'm comin from the soul
And if it don't go gold, my story still gettin told
So feel the wrath of the rebel the rebel of the underground
You know you gotta love the sound
The lyrical lunatic, the maniac emcee
So yo to the people in the ghetto
Sometimes I do it in vain, so with a little bass and treble
And police brutality
Got brothers sellin out cause they greedy to get paid
In fact, they tryin to keep me out
It kinda make you wanna think about
But I never let it get me
I don't give a damn and it shows
I throw peace to the Bay
They talkin street slang, but the punks still can't hang
The critics heard of me, and the aftermath
I'll be nuttin how I wanna, and doin what I'm gonna
Hey Mister! It's time for me to explain that I'm the rebel
So they all know me
While you sleep I got her sneakin out
When ya hear the bass flow, go ahead and let go
Now I'm face to face with the devils
Cause they don't like what I'm talkin bout
They makin records bout violence
I guess they scared of the rebel the rebel of the underground
Cause they breedin more rebels than the whole damn ghetto
They won't be happy till I'm banned
I give a shout out to your homies
So point blank in your face, pump up the bass
So you reap what you sow
So what's wrong with the media today?
On the streets or on TV
It's from the rebel, the rebel of the underground
But 2Pacalpyse is straight down
And maybe then, the critics'll leave your boy alone, G
The mastermind of mischief movin more than most could
They came to see the maniac psychopath
They say they hate me, they wanna hold me down
But when it comes to the real, some brothers go silent
So sit and slip into the sound
And join the human race
I just make another record bout the punks tryin to sweat me
Cold as the devil
Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground
