Lyrics:
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Police drive by, I was click clacking triggers
Jay De Lucas put me with the fam to grow
I was a boss amongst white boys rocking the flow
I had
try offending you
When you die they don't miss you they just remember you
I sat down with the devil and did an interview
I shot rounds with the rebels
I have heard the cannons thundering all night
And I cannot sleep for wondering why's a rebel's cause so right
And the morphine seems to do no good
desired, beCause I'm walking by faith
But if you trust Christ you shine, they desire to see his face so check it
They feeding us lies, knotting them ties,
only ride with hustlers, by my side's a hustler
Got the mind of a hustler, soul of a king
You can't drink from this bowl if you wearing my ring
Those
know how I lost my step
I'm about to breathe, get shit off my chest
On a rebel, on a rebel
On a rebel, on a rebel vibe
I'm rebelling 'cause I learned
I sold more dope than I sold records
You niggas sold records, never sold dope
So I ain't hearing none of that street shit
Cause in my mind, you
will I be accepted by the brotha man?
Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, choose
The righteous and the high, look in
want to be a rebel
But I can't find a cause
I want to be in anarchy
But order too much
I want to rage
But my anger is gone
I want to be a rebel
With
fighting in the street
Are you low on bullets baby
we were stolen by the thieves
It's easy to cry with the lights out
cause there's so much pain outside
Do
makin' money in Manhattan, trick, what's happenin'?
They try to intellect with indirection just to test you
A rebel 'til my death, it's in my flesh, it's
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind
the day keeps coming back for me
I know what I should've done but now I'm on the run
I'm a rebel I'm a rebel I'm a rebel with a cause
Cause I keep burning
I come through with two packs
Of the bomb prophalaks for protection
So my fuckin' sack won't collapse
Cause nowadays, shit's evadin' the x-rays
And it's sung by the unemployed
Fight fire with a riot
The class war is hanging on a wire
Because the martyr is a compulsive liar
When he said
"It's
Stir I'm from the block where u don't pass like a flunky
We make a bitch a mule and everybody act a donkey
Yes, I want you to come around here with
But in a corner of the world we'd meet to laugh and drink and plan our sequels
'Cause in the alleyways and bars downtown
They're singing up from here
Did you ever sit straight up in bed
With somethin' a-circling round your head
And you swat at it as it whizzes by
And it's just one pesky little fly.
Now tell the truth; I'm like a mechanic when I work my tool
So brace yourself baby so I can hit you with the mule
Everytime I touch ya I'ma find a new
the prophets of rage
(Power of the people say)
I roll with the punches so I survive
Try to rock 'cause it keeps the crowd alive
I'm not ballin', I'm just
I come through with two packs
Of the bomb prophalaks for protection
So my fuckin' sack won't collapse
Cause nowadays, shit's evadin' the x-rays
But in a corner of the world we'd meet to laugh and drink and plan our sequels
'Cause in the alleyways and bars downtown
They're singing up from here
The adventures of Miss Money Jane
Everybody's oldest girlfriend
Don't let that chick get inside your head
And play games with your mind (check it
jingle bells with a rebel yell
And made history that night
Before that night was over
Leroy had changed their tune
He had 'em scootin' a hoof
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