Rebel, rebel and yell
'Cause our people still dwell in [bad word] Locked in a cell
Yes, the [bad word] s a cell
Mad is the story I tell
How long can we [bad word] on, seein' what's at stake
Action for reaction
If your mind's in a [bad word] state
Get a check up
This is a stick up
Our freedom or your life
Lord, I wish I could be peacful
But there can be no sequel
 [bad word] 
Now freedom must be fundamental
In Johannesburg or South Central
On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em
To kick in the township rebellion

Yeah, so you thought you could get with the hardlines
That fill your mind
Thoughts, battles fought
And lessons taught
Yes I'll display the fitness
And flip like a gymnast
Raise my fist and resist
Asleep, though we stand in the midst
Of the war
Gotta get mine
Gotta get more
Keepin' the mic warm against the norm
'Cause what does it offer me?
I think often it's nothin' but a coffin

Gotta get wreck
'Till our necks never swing on a rope
From here to the cape of no hope
 [bad word] 
Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, [bad word] the norm (4 times)