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 stylin', you know it's time again
D the enemy, tellin' you to it
They praised the music, this time play the lyrics
Some say no to the album, the
Bum the sound I made a year ago
I you know, you guess I'm just a radical
Not a sabbatical, yes to make it
The part your body should be parting to
Panther power on the hour the rebel 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 a brother owns
Hard, my card
Recorded and orderd, of Chesimard
Loud and proud kickin' live next supreme
a troop, bazooka, the scheme
Flavor, a in his own mind
Supporter of my
Designed to scatter a line of suckers who I do crime

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From a rebel it's on black vinyl
Soul, rock and comin' like a rhino
Tables turn, burn to learn
They can't the power of my label
Def Jam, you who I am
The enemy's public, they really a damn
Strong Island, where I got 'em and
That's the reason they're claimin' that I'm
silent, no dope gettin' dumb nope
Claimin' where we get our rhythm
one, we hit ya and we give ya some
No gun, and never on the run
You want to be an S.1, Griff will you when
And then you'll come, know what time it is
Impeach the president, out the ray-gun
Zap the one, I could be you're Sho-gun
Suckers, last a minute
and smooth, I ain't with it
Hardcore, like a razor
I'm like a lazer, I won't graze ya
Old enough to raise ya, so this will ya
Get it right boy and maybe I will ya
Playin' the I got soul too
Voice my opinion volume
Smooth, no I am
Rough, I'm the man

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

X

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