Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

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

Radio, suckers play me
On the mix, O.K. me
Now known and grown when clocking my zone it's known
Snakin' and everything that a brother owns
Hard, my calling
and orderd, supporter 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 who claim I do crime

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From a rebel it's final on vinyl
Soul, rock and roll like a rhino
Tables turn, suckers burn to
They can't dis-able the of my label
Def Jam, you who I am
The enemy's public, they give a damn
Strong Island, I got 'em wild and
That's the they're claimin' that I'm violent
Never silent, no gettin' dumb nope
Claimin' where we get our from
one, we hit ya and we give ya some
No gun, and still on the run
You want to be an S.1, Griff will you when
And you'll come, you'll know what time it is
Impeach the president, out the ray-gun
Zap the next one, I could be Sho-gun
Suckers, last a minute
and smooth, I ain't with it
Hardcore, rawbone a razor
I'm a lazer, I just won't graze ya
Old enough to raise ya, so this will ya
Get it boy and maybe I will praise ya
Playin' the 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 chess
Yeah, the of power
Is in the house, go take a boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We were black
rap stranglers
You angle us, I know you're listenin'
I caught you in you're pants
You're scared of us us
The crowd is us
on a mission boy

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Attitude, I'm on fire
Juice on the loose, wire
Simple and plain, give me the
I'll it down your throat like Barkley
See the car keys, you'll never get
belong to the 98 posse
You want more son, you want to get some
Rush the door on a store, up the album
You know the rhythm, the rhyme the beat is designed
So I can enter mind, Boys
Bring the noise, my
aside for the flex, Terminator X