Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
a pause, I'm lowering my level
The hard rhymer, where you never I'm in
You want stylin', you know it's time
D the enemy, tellin' you to it
They praised the music, this they play the lyrics
say no to the album, the show
Bum rush the I made a year ago
I guess you know, you guess I'm just a
Not a sabbatical, yes to make it
The only part your should be parting to
power on the hour from the rebel to you

Radio, suckers never me
On the mix, O.K. me
Now known and when they're clocking my zone it's known
and takin' everything that a brother owns
Hard, my calling
and orderd, supporter of Chesimard
Loud and proud kickin' live next poet
Loop a troop, bazooka, the
Flavor, a in his own mind
Supporter of my
Designed to scatter a line of who claim I do crime

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From a rebel it's final on black
Soul, rock and roll comin' like a
turn, suckers burn to learn
They can't dis-able the power of my
Def Jam, you who I am
The enemy's public, they give a damn
Strong Island, where I got 'em and
That's the reason claimin' that I'm violent
Never silent, no dope dumb nope
Claimin' we get our rhythm from
one, we hit ya and we give ya some
No gun, and still on the run
You want to be an S.1, 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 Sho-gun
Suckers, don't last a
Soft and smooth, I ain't it
Hardcore, rawbone like a
I'm like a lazer, I just won't ya
Old enough to raise ya, so will faze ya
Get it right boy and maybe I will ya
Playin' the role I got too
my opinion with 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 voice of
Is in the house, go take a boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We black Wranglers
We're rap
You can't angle us, I know listenin'
I caught you in you're pants
You're scared of us us
The crowd is us
We're on a boy

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Attitude, I'm on fire
Juice on the loose, electric
and plain, give me the lane
I'll throw it your throat like Barkley
See the car keys, you'll get these
They to the 98 posse
You want more son, you want to get some
Rush the door on a store, pick up the
You know the rhythm, the rhyme plus the beat is
So I can enter mind, Boys
Bring the noise, my
Step for the flex, Terminator X