Rebel Music Lyrics - The Preacher's Son - Wyclef Jean

The preacher's son with the rebel music 

Rebel music, put the peace sign up now 

Rebel music, all my gangs put the peace sign up now 

Rebel music, everywhere put the peace sign up now 

Rebel music, hold on, listen 

Tell the DJ turn the music up 

Gangsters in the club, everybody thugs 

Me I play the walk, sipping on the Guinness 

'Cuz in reality we are the same and it's 

Just society they wanna see me 

Flesh on the concrete, sold a perfect story 

The mystery is waking up in misery 

The music industry brainwash celebrities 

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Girls sleep sexy, they wake up with a monster 

Have no idea that their face was a piranha 

Word from the wise I can see through the fog 

Reason why they rob 'cuz they got no job 

But I woke up in the mornin', sexy, yawnin' 

Feel like it's gonna be a good day 

No war on the street, no way today 

Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight 

You shine, I shine and 

The whole world looking like a gold mine 

You get yours and I'll get mine 

And we'll help each other make it through the bad times 

When they see me they ask me 

Will there ever be another Fugees? 

I say, "I don't know but hope the trio 

Don't do like then On Saddam though" 

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But on CNN they saw the same 

Little kids gettin' shot at close range 

To Babylon, we don't want no war 

I'm a send a message in a bottle to the White House, Lord 

Yeah, these are the words from the master 

So don't you wait till the day after 

Until then you can catch me in the sixes 

Just pumpin' Bob Marley rebel music now 

But I woke up in the mornin', sexy, yawnin' 

Feel like it's gonna be a good day 

No war on the street, no way, today 

Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight 

You shine, I shine and 

The whole world looking like a gold mine 

You get yours and I'll get mine 

And we'll help each other make it through the bad times 

Children, imagine a world with no racism 

No, no homeless in Grand Central Station 

Boys and girls goin' to schools with no tools 

Life is so beautiful but until then it will be 

Rebel music, rebel music 

Rebel music, put the peace sign up now 

Rebel music, all my gangs put the peace sign up now 

Can these devils fool us son? Not now they done 

We're a generation of thugs, you can't play with us 

We've been lied to, enslaved and beaten up 

We're immune to what you call pain, it's nothin' 

We're not scared of dyin' or afraid of guns 

Born in the USA, nah, can't blame us 

Our DNA's foreign to them 

We kings of the planet Earth, Gods if you will 

Yo, cash be my broad, it's about to get stupid 

These niggaz tryin' to stop our plans, peace to it 

I never meant to cause him pain and he knew it 

But he was tryin' to kill me and he blew it 

But I woke up in the mornin', sexy, yawnin' 

Feel like it's gonna be a good day 

No war on the street, no way, today 

Everybody kick back like a holiday, aight 

You shine, I shine and 

The whole world looking like a gold mine 

You get yours and I'll get mine 

And we'll help each other make it through the bad times