Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
Without a pause, I'm my level
The hard rhymer, where you been I'm in
You want stylin', you it's time again
D the enemy, you to hear it
They the music, this time they play the lyrics
say no to the album, the show
Bum rush the sound I a year ago
I guess you know, you guess I'm just a
Not a sabbatical, yes to make it
The only part your body be parting to
power on the hour from the rebel to you

Radio, suckers play me
On the mix, O.K. me
Now known and grown when they're clocking my zone known
Snakin' and takin' everything that a brother
Hard, my card
and orderd, supporter of Chesimard
Loud and proud kickin' next poet supreme
Loop a troop, bazooka, the
Flavor, a rebel in his own
of my rhyme
Designed to a line of suckers who claim I do crime

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From a rebel final on black vinyl
Soul, rock and roll comin' a rhino
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 really give a
Strong Island, where I got 'em and
That's the reason they're claimin' that I'm
Never silent, no gettin' dumb nope
Claimin' where we get our rhythm
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, pullin' out the
Zap the next one, I could be you're
Suckers, don't a minute
Soft and smooth, I with it
Hardcore, rawbone a razor
I'm like a lazer, I just graze ya
Old enough to ya, so this will faze ya
Get it right boy and maybe I will ya
Playin' the I got soul too
my opinion with volume
Smooth, no I am
Rough, I'm the man

No what the name, we're 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
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 is missin' us
We're on a boy

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