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Rebels
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Rebels was released on February 23, 2025 by GHOST ENT as a part of the album Bad Guy
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AlbumBad Guy
Release DateFebruary 23, 2025
LabelGHOST ENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM131

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony BeastMode
Anthony BeastMode
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Debar
Anthony Debar
Songwriter
Joshua Marino
Joshua Marino
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anthony BeastMode
Anthony BeastMode
Producer

Lyrics

Chorus (x2)
Rebels—
We ‘bout it, ‘bout it.
Don’t fuck around with—
Rebels—
It’s going down with—
Rebels—
We run the town with.
Verse 1
Redneck—that means I mind my business.
You just talk, but I live this.
Walk the walk—not timid,
Lotta guns refitted.
ATF real livid,
Got me all on they hit list.
So many doubted, they screamed, and they shouted,
Said that I couldn’t—but I did it.
Fuck ‘em if they really wanna hate a motherfucker,
In the backwoods, rollin’ up a Backwood,
Takin’ shots—
Chop a motherfucker up like I’m ‘bout to stack wood.
Bitch, I’m from the backwoods like my pops,
Sayin’ that I’m bad when I’m really that good.
Mad ‘cause I can, when you haters never could,
Comin’ from the land where we all shed blood.
Hard work was the plan—you couldn’t stand where I stood.
Chorus (x2)
Rebels—
We ‘bout it, ‘bout it.
Don’t fuck around with—
Rebels—
It’s going down with—
Rebels—
We run the town with.
Verse 2
Yeah, I’m feelin’ myself like a slow dance.
Gotta love your own heart like a romance.
Done came from the bottom—haven’t forgotten,
‘Cause I’m still workin’ hard with both hands.
Artillery already locked and loaded,
Say that I’m goated—I already know it.
Show Me State native, I know that you hate it,
Say that you better—then you gotta show it.
Everybody wanna talk about, “Somethin’ in the chopper?”
‘Til I up a motherfucker, let the Bitch Go Bang!
I’m a beast from the struggle, out the trouble, chain gang,
Got a heater, call it “Yeeter”—it’s a backwoods thang.
Every wall—I just smash, I don’t go around.
Yeah, I’m blowin’ up fast, I don’t slow down.
Your girl twerk on my lap like a hoedown,
Put this dick in her ass like, Oh wow!
All gas when I pass—blue collar boys show out.
Stackin’ the cash, fuck a mask—we still go out.
Diesels and gas, lifted trucks when we drove out.
Lip full of dip—but she still hit, no doubt.
The more I come up—the more these bitches go down.
Your man a pussy—tell him change his pronouns.
Get his lil’ buddies—their windows don’t roll down.
Pull up—and they scared to throw down.
Chorus (x2)
Rebels—
We ‘bout it, ‘bout it.
Don’t fuck around with—
Rebels—
It’s going down with—
Rebels—
We run the town with
Written by: Anthony Debar, Joshua Marino
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