Rebel.. rebel.. REBEL  Rebel.. rebel..    [2Pac]  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]    [2Pac]  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]    [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  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 2Pacalpyse is straight down  So feel the wrath of the rebel -- the rebel of the underground    Tupac is a rebel, rebel of the underground [8X]