Well I don't want no white guy
look pon me and call me n***a
And I don't want no
Asian look pon me and call me no kaya
Cause I'm
African and I'm proud of that
I'm a rebel, watcha
Well I'm a rebel,
dey a pon the street corner
I'm a rebel and me dey a
with the mad professor
I'm a rebel,
dey a pon the street corner
I'm a rebel and me dey a with
the mad pro fessor
Well as a little youth,
as a little youngster
Me grow up inna di ghetto
with me two sister
Me mother,
me father dem did under pressure
A one little room the whole
a we sleep inna
We struggle everyday just
to make things better
Just to make things better,
me say fi di future
Enough time me hear me mother ask
me father I don't know why we left
Jamaica
Just to come a hingle and a work in a freezer
Fi make white man cuss we
and call we nigga
But his milk and honey
dem did a look for
And that's the only reason
why dem come here
True the white man thinks dem superior
And dem look pon we as the inferior
Well day after day dem
try keep we on down
But we know we got to fight
cause it's in our nature
And I'm a rebel,
day upon the street and a
I'm a rebel and me dey a
with the mad professor
I'm a rebel, dey up on the street corner
I'm a rebel and me dey a
with the mad professor
But see ya, and with dem grey people,
dem take fifa
Dem musty things say slavery still dey a
But a long time it done, a long time it over
And dem the kind of bush
we not check for
Just like
Malcolm
X and
Martin
Luther
Well tip a no joke and me
no jester
Cause the
National
Front o, me no fraid a
The
Klu
Klux
Klan o, me no fraid a
You see the
Ugly
Nancy dem o, we no fraid a
You see the
BNP o, we no fraid a
Cause if dem want this,
we will pull the trigger
We will pull the trigger inna
dem trap corner
Cause I'm a
Mr.
Irie, I am a warrior
Me is a warrior with the
mad professor
Cause the mad professor,
dey in the area
Come hear the missa,
hiree missa act like a rebel
Yes I'm on the street corner,
I'm a rebel and me dey a with the mad professor
I'm a rebel,
dey up on the street corner
I'm a rebel and me dey a
with the mad professor
True the colour of my skin,
me find it harder
Fi I man to survive inna my area
I don't have no chip,
pon me shoulder
Cause me know one day,
me haffi prosper
And reach to the top as a entertainer
But enough obstacle dem
put in front of tip
Sometime dem don't want
play you pon the radio
Don't want review you tune
inna the newspaper
You don't get no help
from the distributor
It's only fit dem tune
alone dem look after
But the tip nah give up
No, no, never, cause I'm a rebel
They up on the street corner
I'm a rebel and me there
with the mad professor
I'm a rebel
They up on the street corner
I'm a rebel and me there with
the mad professor
I'm a rebel