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Seance - Rebel Hip-Hop lyrics
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 Rebel hip-hop we swing the rebel hip-hop
 This ain't no stoop dawn low party, 
 Though party we do 
 Come to the brew,
 I'm familiar with a few 
 As is my crew,
 Very very true
 But there's more to this game 
 Than parties and good times
 Lexus and cocaine
 Gold chains and clever rhymes,
 I see chains as somethin' to be broken, 
 Wrap 'em round ya neck 
 Look....you're chokin'!
 On the same old thing that keeps the people down,
 You should know by now a real king wears no crown.
 Versace, Hilfiger, minks or sable
 When I shop for gear I look for the union label.
 Materialism rules on this ship of fools,
 Hoist the colours
 Owner drools
 Black and white,
 Orange, green
 Same old scene 
 Split the team.
 Steerage walks the plank, captain's laughin' all the way to the bank
 Not sure who's the enemy
 Switch on ya TV 
 They're hidin' in plain sight.
 We swingin' rebel hip-hop into the millennium
 Step aside amad?n or face Armageddon.
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 Tell me Seanchai tell me Seanchai Seance - Rebel Hip-Hop - http://motolyrics.com/seance/rebel-hip-hop-lyrics.html
 Tell me what's the story,
 Tell me Seanchai tell me Seanchai 
 Tell me what's the sceal
 Tell me Seanchai tell me Seanchai 
 Tell me what's the story,
 Tell me Seanchai tell me Seanchai 
 Tell me what's the sceal
 James Connelly, Che Guevera, Malcom X, Ho Chi Minh
 Like Yeats' third O'Byrne, I'm diggin' in
 That's what I'm sayin' by the rebel hip-hop,
 We up off our knees and ya know we won't stop.
 Brought it back to the motherland
 The land of saints and scholars,
 Cuchullain and Bobby Sands,
 Ripped it up, left 'em in a trance,
 Thou shall not worship false lords of the dance.
 Or that other punk fool, from Doran's, DJ Simon,
 His Celtic Tiger ass devoured by a lion (Go Keiran),
 In a three way race Simon came in fourth.
 After rumblin' in Dublin, we headed for the North,
 We staged the battle of the beats,
 Not the Battle of the Boyne
 Throwin' it down
 From Springhill to the Ardoyne.
 Ten thousand Fenian bastards 
 Pumpin' their fists,
 Jammin' the verse 
 Not sayin' they any better,
 But sure as fuck ain't any worse 
 Than any group of people, 
 Unrepentant yeah!
 Me still 'n' we still Seanchai & the Unity Squad
 And we' rockin' ya world 'n' we rockin' it hard.
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