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
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[ 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