Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
Without a pause, I'm my level
The rhymer, where you never been I'm in
You want stylin', you know it's again
D the enemy, tellin' you to it
They praised the music, this 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 your body should be parting to
power on the hour from the rebel to you

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

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From a rebel it's on black vinyl
Soul, rock and roll comin' a rhino
Tables turn, burn to learn
can't dis-able the power of my label
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 gettin' dumb
where we get our rhythm from
Number one, we hit ya and we give ya
No gun, and still on the run
You want to be an S.1, will tell you when
And then you'll come, know what time it is
the president, pullin' out the ray-gun
Zap the next one, I could be Sho-gun
Suckers, don't last a
Soft and smooth, I with it
Hardcore, like a razor
I'm like a lazer, I just won't ya
Old to raise ya, so this will faze ya
Get it right boy and I will praise ya
the role I got soul 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 game
Yeah, the of power
Is in the house, go a shower boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We were black
rap stranglers
You can't angle us, I know listenin'
I you pissin' in you're pants
You're of us dissin' us
The crowd is us
on a mission boy

X

Attitude, I'm on fire
Juice on the loose, electric
Simple and plain, give me the
I'll throw it down your throat 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 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