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Marley Marl - The Rebel lyrics
f/ Tragedy (Feels good) (Tragedy) [ 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-r-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 b-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-c 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 |
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