The Rebel You Love to Hate
White dude why you gotta say sup Why you bragging like you bust shit up Jump, jump, jump around shake that booty get down White dudes can't jump or dance Especially when their butt is hanging outta their pants Now what the hell is that all about Here's a big boot to the ass hanging out So you think you're a gangsta More like a little white suburban pranksta Tagging up the walls, rolling with the homies Now you think you're a hoodie You saw Colors and you got a woody Then thought up the master plan Gonna write a rap song and sell it to the white man I remember when phat was spelled with an F I remember if you couldn't hear you were deaf I remember when you were where you were from And not what you saw on the television son Wigga wigga - white boy Wigga wigga - gangsta wanna be Wigga wigga - white boy your pants are falling down Could you find them any bigger All the wiggas in the house say sup - SUP! Will the wiggas in the house stand up - white boy Please stand up, please stand up, pull your pants up, will you pull your pants up Bustin out your funky freash tommys Looking real dip in the hood thanks to mommy Pull your hood up - twist your hat crooked pull your hood up, boy you look stupid You want that rap look, so you duped it, you duped it You want that rap sound, so you looped it, you looped it Pull your hood up - twist your hat crooked pull your hood up, boy you look stupid Hey white boy, can't you find the beat You ain't street, you're trippin on your own feet Pull your hood up - twist your hat crooked pull your hood up, boy you look stupid So you want to live large, Large Drive fancy cars and hang around with pop stars Pull your hood up - Pull your hood up
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
As I enter the room it gets silent! my identity by itself causes violence it must be the rebel in me walking a line that's plain enough to see don't step up, step off cause my deadly bite will rip your head off why even sweat, never let it bother I inherited Pride from my Father who I am, is what I choose and that's the way it is. It's who I am, it's how I live you think for a second that I care what you think If I look into your eyes son, you better not blink The rebel you love to hate! The rhythm the rebel the music will level hitting you hard like a ten ton shovel I got pounds, so understand I got pounds, and the Master plan Taking out punks with the back of my hand Makin' a point and takin' a stand like 2 pac - your gonna get popped your ass I'm gonna rock, you're gonna get dropped don't care what you think - cause I wear the ring don't care what you think - Not a damn thing don't care what you think - my shit don't stink If I look into your eyes son, you better not blink Hardcore - hard to the core The rhythm of the rebel makes you want more So listen to the sound of the underground
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Criticize our country - kick us when we're down! criticize our military movements on the ground You think that we're a joke - Here's something to quote Shove your turban in your trap or I'm gonna kill your goat you want to be a martyr - we're happy to oblige you want to be a victim - of a system that divides you want to be a hero - then we're gonna collide you want to go to paradise - we'll pay for the ride scream about atrocities - our country has perpetrated scream about the policies - about to be implimated... scream about alliances - our country has affiliated scream about poor villages - about to be incinerated... Say we are the terrorists - that we are to blame that it might as well have been us piloting those planes we brought it on ourselves - so you fuckin' say Here's a couple of daisy cutters - have a nice fuckin' day scream about atrocities - our country has perpetrated scream about the policies - about to be implimated scream about alliances - our country has affiliated... scream about poor villages - about to be incinerated why don't you pack your tent and leave the states since it pains you so much to watch their fate here's your 10 million back shove it up your fuckin' Saudi ass getting rich on our democracy, Riding on our freedom's back ...... Making friends is FUN Criticize our country - kick us when we're down! criticize our military movements on the ground You think that we're a joke - Here's something to quote Shove your turban in your trap or I'm gonna kill your goat Complain about our Country - as coalitions build With the UN as your soap box - and your pockets filled with bills I got soem news for you as you're drilling in the sand The guilt is on your face the blood is on your fucking hands scream about atrocities - our country has perpetrated... scream about the policies - about to be implemented scream about alliances - our country has affiliated... scream about poor villages - about to be incinerated Scream about humanity - America's insanity You're always kissing our ass when we're handing out our cash why don't you pack your tent and leave the states since it pains you so much to watch their fate here's your 10 million back shove it up your fuckin' Saudi ass getting rich on our democracy, riding on our freedom's back ...... Making friends is FUN
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Neo-fascist fashion queens prepare for techno war Dance around in rubber pants goose step on the dance floor DJ's spin a lethal mix, Hypnotizing neon lights Wearing proud the Iron Cross Dance around like Devo Dance around like Devo Thumping, Pumping, Slamming Slamming you right off your feet When they come to shine Tighten your pants in fear ... Ram - The men of stein You must know the enemy Destroy all the non-believers Drive them down onto their knees Ein - two - tres - GO Dance around like Devo Dance around like Devo When they come to shine Tighten your pants in fear ... Ram - The men of stein Techno rules the world - Techno is the new reich Techno rules the world - techno rules the world tonight When they come to shine Tighten your pants in fear ... Ram - The men of stein
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Living in a country - where freedom is provided Where scumbags burn the flag - and GOD is not recited blame society and the generations past but your principals get lost when it comes to cash drivin' down the streets of gold - for which you've never fought hyping everyone to fight for your cause blaming everyone for indians that fell as the checks come rollin' in and the t-shirts start to sell Rage - against - the mac machine cashin' in - sell out hypocrites! corporation dollars fund your benefits as they press up all your records - and buy your k-rock hits you fuckin' hypocrites You want to free Tibet because you say Tibet's got it bad fuck you, fuck Tibet, fuck your fans move there if you feel so sad raise a lot of cash - and ship it to Tibet you hypocrites did you forget there's people starving in your own backyard complain about the world - it's hatred and it's strife complain about the world - toxic waste, pollution, loss of life complain about the world - your anger is a message a west coast liberal, douchebag, dickhead millionaire's perspective Rage - against - the mac machine cashin' in - sell out hypocrites! corporation dollars fund your benefits as they press up all your records - and buy your k-rock hits Freedom - isn't free Freedom - isn't free Rage Against Freedom why do you Rage Against Freedom Rage - against - the mac machine cashin' in - sell out hypocrites! corporation dollars fund your benefits as they press up all your records - and buy your k-rock hits
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Someone call for the doctor Got your cure on the tip of my tongue Call me God of Thunder You wanted the best so here I come We hit the stage play all the hits The place is packed, there's nowhere to sit You scream for more, we rock the crowd Let's hear it!!! Shout it out loud Are you ready? - OOH READY So get Ready - Get Ready GET UP! GET DOWN! GET READY! Turn it up make it hotter than hell The army's here let's hear you all yell You love it loud we love it loud too Let me hear you! Do IT! Are you ready? - OOH READY So get Ready - Get Ready GET UP! GET DOWN! GET READY!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
You stare and hold your breath, as a sleeping giant awakes wondering what you got yourself into, gonna drown in our military wake got a few tomahawk cruise missiles on the way better kick your donkey into high gear cause your gonna meet Allah today So, pile up the sand around the caves where you hide here's a little more TNT to lift your spirits high You wanna go to Paradise We'll send you on the way A world stands united - united And ready to de-liver your fate So, you think it's HOT? in the desert where you make your stand gonna turn that desert into glass when we nuke ASSGHANSITAN Some fuckin' Jihad, you said the blood will flow like a river But what you didn't tell us is the blood is yours from the ass-kicking that we delivered So, pile up the sand around the caves where you hide here's a little more TNT to lift your spirits high You wanna go to Paradise We'll send you on the way A world stands united - united And ready to de-liver your fate we'll show you the real meaning of faith and watch you camels d-cint-ter-grate your asses we will o-blit-ter-rate
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Please don't beam me down with Kirk, McCoy and Spock cause if you do, I know that I'll be dead by 1 o'clock Maybe I'll be vaporized or crushed beneath some granite Bones will look at Jim and say I'm just a doctor Dammit! I'm an extra - on Star Trek It's my break - on TV the fourth man in the landing crew It's the last you'll see of me Thy didn't ask me if I wanted to go and if they did - I would have told them NO Just because my shirt is red this doesn't have to be Everytime they beam down four they only beam back three I'm an extra - on Star Trek It's my break - on TV the fourth man in the landing crew It's the last you'll see of me So when they need men to beam down, don't be a volunteer Just stay up at the helm and help Sulu steer The Enterprise is much more fun when Scotty runs the crew So you beam down - I'll stay aboard and have some tribal stew I'm an extra - on Star Trek It's my break - on TV the fourth man in the landing crew It's the last you'll see of me!
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 11, 2025
Someone call for the doctor Got your cure on the tip of my tongue Call me God of Thunder You wanted the best so here I come We hit the stage play all the hits The place is packed, there's nowhere to sit You scream for more, we rock the crowd Let's hear it!!! Shout it out loud Are you ready? - OOH READY So get Ready - Get Ready GET UP! GET DOWN! GET READY! Turn it up make it hotter than hell The army's here let's hear you all yell You love it loud we love it loud too Let me hear you! Do IT! Are you ready? - OOH READY So get Ready - Get Ready GET UP! GET DOWN! GET READY!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
If you were offended by any of the material on this record, GOOD! Now go hug a fucking tree!- Your pal, Billy MilanoM.O.D. (Method Of Destruction / Milano On Drugs) is:Billy "Buzzard" Milano - bass & vocalsJoe Affe - rhythm & lead guitarsDanny "DNA" Burkhardt - drums & cowbellAdditional musicians:Scott Metaxes - keyboardsPaul Crook - lead & acoustic guitarsOmar the Arabic DJThanks to mikko.korperich for sending these lyrics. Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com M.O.D. LYRICS
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 18, 2026
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White boy, why you wanna say "sup"? Why you braggin' like you bust shit up? Jump, jump, jump around Shake that booty, get down White dudes can't jump or dance Especially when their butt is hanging out of their pants Now what the hell is that all about? Here's a big boot to the ass hanging out! So you think you're a gangsta More like a white suburban pranksta Tagging up the walls, hanging with the homies Now you think you're a hoodie You saw Colors and you got a woody Then thought up the master plan Gonna write a rap song and sell it to the white man I remember when "phat" was spelled with an F I remember if you couldn't hear you were deaf I remember when you were where you were from And not what you saw on the television, son Wigga, wigga - white boy Wigga, wigga - gangsta wanna-be Wigga, wigga - white boy Your pants are falling down Could you find 'em any bigger? All the wiggas in the house say sup - sup! Will the wiggas in the house stand up - white boy Please stand up, please stand up Pull your pants up, will you pull your pants up Bustin' out your funky fresh Tommy's Looking real dip in the hood, thanks to mommy Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked Pull your hood up, boy you look stupid You want that rap look - so you duped, you duped it You want that rap sound - so you looped it, you looped it Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked Pull your hood up, boy you look stupid Hey white boy, can't you find the beat? You ain't street, you're trippin' on your own feet Pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked Pull your hood up, boy you look stupid! So you wanna live large - large Drive fancy cars and hang around with pop stars Pull your hood up - pull your hood up I remember when "phat" was spelled with an F I remember if you couldn't hear you were deaf I remember when you were where you were from And not what you saw on the television, son Wigga, wigga - white boy Wigga, wigga - gangsta wanna-be Wigga, wigga - white boy Your pants are falling down Could you find 'em any bigger?
Submitted by NecroLord — Mar 27, 2026
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