Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
Without a pause, I'm lowering my
The hard rhymer, where you never I'm in
You want stylin', you know time again
D the enemy, you to hear it
praised the music, this time they play the lyrics
Some say no to the album, the
Bum rush the sound I made a ago
I you know, you guess I'm just a radical
Not a sabbatical, yes to make it
The only part your body be parting to
Panther power on the hour from the to you

Radio, suckers never me
On the mix, O.K. me
Now known and grown they're clocking my zone it's known
Snakin' and takin' everything that a brother
Hard, my card
Recorded and orderd, of Chesimard
Loud and proud kickin' next poet supreme
a troop, bazooka, the scheme
Flavor, a rebel in his own
of my rhyme
Designed to scatter a of suckers who claim I do crime

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From a rebel it's on black vinyl
Soul, rock and comin' like a rhino
Tables turn, suckers to learn
They can't dis-able the power of my
Def Jam, you who I am
The public, they really give a damn
Strong Island, I got 'em wild and
That's the reason they're that I'm violent
Never silent, no dope dumb nope
Claimin' we get our rhythm from
Number one, we hit ya and we give ya
No gun, and still on the run
You to be an S.1, Griff will tell you when
And then you'll come, you'll know what it is
Impeach the president, out the ray-gun
Zap the next one, I could be you're
Suckers, last a minute
and smooth, I ain't with it
Hardcore, rawbone a razor
I'm like a lazer, I just won't ya
Old enough to ya, so this will faze ya
Get it right boy and maybe I praise ya
Playin' the role I got too
Voice my opinion volume
Smooth, no I am
Rough, I'm the man

No matter what the name, all the same
Pieces in one big chess
Yeah, the of power
Is in the house, go a shower boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We black Wranglers
rap stranglers
You can't angle us, I know you're
I you pissin' in you're pants
You're scared of us us
The crowd is us
on a mission boy

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Attitude, I'm on fire
Juice on the loose, electric
Simple and plain, give me the
I'll throw it down your like Barkley
See the car keys, never get these
belong to the 98 posse
You want more son, you want to get some
the door on a store, pick up the album
You know the rhythm, the rhyme plus the is designed
So I can your mind, Boys
the noise, my time
Step for the flex, Terminator X