Rebellious - Intellectual

[Intro]

What? (Huh, huh, huh)

One, two, three

[Chorus]

If you're feeling rebellious, just say, "Yeah" (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Get your mother fucking hands up (Yeah)

Get your hands up (Yeah)

Whether you're white, black (Yep, yep), skinny, fat (Yep, yep)

Gay, straight (Yep, yep), gangsta, fake (Yep, yep)

Student, teacher (Yep, yep), stronger, weaker (Yep, yep)

Get your mother fucking hands up (Yeah)

[Verse 1]

Now relax, follow me, let the beat ride, let inhibitions leak

Now allow me to count 1, 2, you feeling drowsy, now you're in a deep sleep

Have a helicopter view of the sphinx, or review animals that are extinct, or Wave to your forefather the missing link, or you can be me in a wink, blink, It's simple

I'll unzip my skin I go out you go in, and you can be him

Who thinks like this, "Copying's for kids you know, disgrace to the physical, you gotta be original"

I snap my fingers, you shall return

Except you will have the burn to learn so explore for sure, what they are telling us so

[Chorus]

If you're feeling rebellious, just say, "Yeah" (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Get your mother fucking hands up (Yeah)

Get your hands up (Yeah)

Whether you're white, black (Yep, yep), skinny, fat (Yep, yep)

Gay, straight (Yep, yep), gangsta, fake (Yep, yep)

Student, teacher (Yep, yep), stronger, weaker (Yep, yep)

Get your mother fucking hands up (Yeah)

[Verse 2]

You probably just picked up your new iPhone

Scrolling for a banger where you know the beat knock

When you seen N.E.R.D, then you know you were home

Putting 00:00 on your BAPE G-shock

Totally timeless, but suspended at will

Mindless, it's okay to just feel

But within reason, don't admire lies

The sun ain't a big glass bowl of fireflies

Its compressed H, and atomic fusion

Intelligently interpret your allusion

A winner every day they call you space

You can just stare at his brain and spring waste

See, the problem is if it's true, they ain't like me and they ain't like you

They're the person you should pass my CD to and say, "Hey, you"

[Chorus]

If you're feeling rebellious, just say, "Yeah" (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Get your mother fucking hands up (Yeah)

Get your hands up (Yeah)

Whether you're white, black (Yep, yep), skinny, fat (Yep, yep)

Gay, straight (Yep, yep), gangsta, fake (Yep, yep)

Student, teacher (Yep, yep), stronger, weaker (Yep, yep)

Get your mother fucking hands up (Yeah)

[Refrain]

Shed your skin if you're down with the rebellion, and dance around like cartoon skeletons

Shed your skin if you're down with the rebellion—

[Verse 3]

Here's my manager Rob

"Oh shit that's Pharrell again, here he goes on that weirdo shit"

But it wouldn't be him if I ain't hear no shit

But that wouldn't be me 'cause I don't fear no shit

What's your point if they don't hear your shit?

My clothing line sounds snobby and rude

My sneaker line is based on food

Imagine, implement, put it in play, and do it your way

[Chorus]

If you're feeling rebellious, just say, "Yeah" (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Get your mother fucking hands up (Yeah)

Get your hands up (Yeah)

Whether you're white, black (Yep, yep), skinny, fat (Yep, yep)

Gay, straight (Yep, yep), gangsta, fake (Yep, yep)

Student, teacher (Yep, yep), stronger, weaker (Yep, yep)

Get your mother fucking hands up (Yeah, oh)