The Blood of Marcus, the blood of Malcolm Goes running through my veins And Nat Turner's vision I can see it very plain Saw William Gordon and Paul Bogle Hanging from a tree May their spirits and their souls Come charging into me I was born fe rebel I was born fe rebel I was born, oh yes I was born to fight Radical to the bone, trouble won't leave me alone Radical to the bone, trouble won't leave me alone Like Hannibal that crossed the Alps Went on to conquer Rome Like David slew Goliath With a sling shot and a stone Like Crazy Horse and Sitting Bull The great Geronimo I'll fight with every tooth and nail And every brick and stone I was born fe rebel I was born fe rebel I was born fe rebel I was born, oh yes I was born to fight Radical to the bone, trouble won't leave me alone Some a seh me too militant A which part I man come from Want protect my people From who doing I and I wrong (DJ Jukie) Give thanks fi di rebel dem weh inspire di Ranks ya. Fidem home di stars above an riverbanks ya. Ask wi an wi gi unu rebel answer. Yo, wi a no cancer, but wi liv wi angry lyrics, a no blanks ya. Malcom X him no jest, Marcus Garvey a no prankster. Giv di Most High reverance ya. Hail dem that's died for a cause. Honour dem, no trod pon my people. Be off ya, rebelling for a cause ya. I was born fe rebel I was born fe rebel I was born fe rebel I was born, oh yes I was born to fight Fight with all my might Whether day or night I've got to do what's right People take advice Jomo Kenyatta – Born Fe Rebel Kwame Nkrumah – Born Fe Rebel Thomas Sankara – Born Fe Rebel Machel Samora – Born Fe Rebel Nelson Mandela – Born Fe Rebel Patrice Lumumba – Born Fe Rebel Sella**ie I soldier – Born Fe Rebel Castro of Cuba – Born Fe Rebel I was born fe fight Fight with all my might Got to do what's right Whether day or night Alive, Survive, I strive, Survive Radical to the bone Trouble won't leave me alone Radical to the bone Armed with sticks and stones