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    "The Rebel" Lyrics

    Marley Marl

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    (Feels good)

    [ VERSE 1 ]
    I'm here to bust your shit
    The mastermind of manuscripts
    The force of extremity
    My rhymes are the remedy
    You can't deal with the T-are-a-g
    Rap ??? flowin like the Pegasus
    Rhymin is as easily as the obvious
    I bust your head pulsating rotating
    This jam is generating with the motion I'm creating
    I'm the boy wonder, Tragic super duper
    Raised in the Bridge, cause I'm a Queensbridge trooper
    The rebel of the treble, the ebony prince
    '88 is on the way, I make a big difference
    I make it visual and intellectually clear
    (Tragedy) the Rebel is here

    [ VERSE 2 ]
    Because I master great kicks turnin flesh to dust
    And knockin all boots is a definite must
    Cause I'm havoc, Trag, Tragedy tragic
    There are many ways to explain my magic
    The explanatory category best fits me
    Cause my lyrics are called sweet poetry
    And I'm sick of be -boys just hippin and hoppin it
    I have you sayin, "Damn boy, shorty be droppin it"
    Back in the '60s to know is to know it
    And I'm the last remaining of the world's last poets
    Talkologist, infinity from when I begin
    And to disapprove the Trag is a mortal sin
    Diabolical gangster, hoodlum and genius
    I write poetry when I find it convenient
    Snap a stage in half like a polo bear
    (Your Tragedy) the Rebel is here

    [ VERSE 3 ]
    I drop words you won't find in a dictionary
    I write rhymes to improve my vocabulary
    Drama, Art, English education
    And I'm the man, I design the animation
    Mentally and with jock control
    The equalizer rises up on your FM mode
    And which I use with telepath
    And it's (Tragedy) who's on your phonograph
    I confuse your conscience, and boggle your brain
    You may think that I'm sick, but I'm perfectly sane
    I design my rhymes with architectural construction
    But that's another story, a different function
    You see, it's mandatory to embold fear
    (Tragedy) the Rebel is here

    [ VERSE 4 ]
    The rap automatical, the rhymatical
    Forget ill, I get illmatical
    Biceps pulsating in my lungs
    Queensbridge Projects is where I'm from
    Wicked like a witch doin sorcery
    With a book and a pen, and my m-i-see
    The outstanding ovation when things get drastic
    You keep fantasizin while I'm fantastic
    Black magic flowin smooth but strong
    And I'll have you rockin and shockin...

    Swing this episode to the Cormega Posse
    My man from Uptown
    Joe the Boss down with the Mutant Posse
    To my right-hand MC
    MC [Name]
    To Big Daddy Kane
    My man Nut and Cool [Name]
    Down with the Supreme Team in Jamaica
    Can't forget the 40 Busters
    My man Darryl gettin paid on the dime
    This song was submitted on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, O/B/O APRA AMCOS.
    Written by Anthony Francis Slavich, Ross Andrew Wilson.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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