Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
a pause, I'm lowering my level
The hard rhymer, where you been I'm in
You want stylin', you know 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 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 your body should be parting to
Panther power on the from the rebel to you

Radio, suckers play me
On the mix, O.K. me
Now and grown when they're clocking my zone it's known
Snakin' and takin' that a brother owns
Hard, my card
Recorded and orderd, supporter of
Loud and proud kickin' live poet supreme
a troop, bazooka, the scheme
Flavor, a rebel in his own
Supporter of my
Designed to scatter a of suckers who claim I do crime

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From a it's final on black vinyl
Soul, rock and roll comin' like a
Tables turn, burn to learn
They dis-able the power of my label
Def Jam, you who I am
The enemy's public, really 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
Number one, we hit ya and we 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 what time it is
Impeach the president, out the ray-gun
Zap the next one, I could be you're
Suckers, don't last a
and smooth, I ain't with it
Hardcore, rawbone like a
I'm a lazer, I just won't graze ya
Old enough to ya, so this will faze ya
Get it boy and maybe I will praise ya
the role I got soul too
Voice my opinion with
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 take a boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We were Wranglers
rap stranglers
You can't angle us, I you're listenin'
I caught you in you're pants
scared of us dissin' us
The is missin' us
on a mission boy

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