1,2,1,2 to The West Side. 1,2,1,2 to the East Side.
To the birds let's see it from the streets eye.


Jump the border, hop the fence, the neglected.
The rebel's, the outlaw's, see from our perspective.
Don't get lost by the dreams, cops by the streams, where the innocent get caught by the screams.

Not by sirens, soldiers of the streets, the marines. Cause things ain't always what it seems.
Tryna feed society the lies news cover it, while our parent's are holding fake cheques from the government.
Like, how the lottery ain't start to back down, give the rich a million bucks when people starving downtown.

And now we go to school all these years for them dollar signs
Graduate college just to see we isn't qualified?
What the hell cause it's ridiculous, when not seeing graduation's part of your curriculum.

The Rebel's Anthem speaks, it's just a song that makes you.
Now re-read and feel it see how long that takes you.


CHORUS:

This the anthem for rebels. When angel's make mistakes and take comparison's to devils.

And though we know you'll never find us, one word: Rebellious, and never let society define us.

You never notice till it hits you, until you pick the paper up and start reminiscing with a pencil

Brainwash your mind then they rinse you is the reason the ghetto boy's are wiser than the student's in the rich schools.
And it's funny cause ain't no help here, how the prices go up and people starving on well fare
And you wonder where all the money goes, if what they "knows" blows then the governments about to get a runny nose.

We all broken, exposed, stuck in the concrete, I guess there's no hope for the rose.
I guess there's no hope for the youth, cause another kid dead in the streets, we exposed to the truth.
And this another flow for the booth, I'm provoking the mute

Cause this is not what I was chosen to do
To all the judgements I'm thankful
Cause good go bad matter of fact even the devil was an angel.


CHORUS:


This the anthem for rebels. When angel's make mistakes and take comparison's to devils.
And though we know you'll never find us, one word: Rebellious, and never let society define us.


I got the flow to make a nice dude relate to.
When we were young we never thought that high school would change you
Or nice dudes would hate you, old friend's snake you

If success change me then imagine where it take's you
And soon your real name will turn into a label
That's how they tell the devils from an angel

Just stomach my thoughts put my ill mind right where my belly is
Cause growing up hungry we turn right to rebellious.
Cause I'm the %#@! I thought I'd never be

And musics my only remedy, do it till you remember me
Late night thoughts, as I lay down head back to sleep i'm still running from the cops.
I start to choke and cough its, now the place change to my school when I'm sitting in the office.

This ain't the place to spark its, but if I keep doing what I'm doing I'm locked up or in a coffin.
We just people, we reckless. Money ain't the cure if our money is the reason we infected.
Slow it down to variety, how we supposed to change if we constantly just blamed by society.

And how the older head's hate us, respond to that mother$#&@er when the older head's raised us
And I'll sink on to your level, ignore the judgements cause this just a song for the rebels.


CHORUS:

This the anthem for rebels. When angel's make mistakes and take comparison's to devils.

And though we know you'll never find us, one word: Rebellious, and never let society define us.