Luyện nghe bài hát Rhythm To The Rebels

(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)

The to the rebels is calling me
Is takin' me higher I'd ever be
This old shoes walk... The dark side of the streets!
been around you but you never knew
Why always so cruel to this fool
break some rules...? Well... I do!

(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!)
My boes are stiff... My are tight!
place and time to back you up in the fight
No matter what say, I know what I am
And I know I like

I got from the street all the to be young
Reckless a fast metabolism... Sharp as a knife
And run in the speed, The speed of the

Is that a Is that a plane?
Is that a woman? Is a plane?... Big-Jet plane!

Quiet neighborhood, it's afternoon
The clock is tic-tockin' and sweat off
foreheads... Suddenly someone says
"There she goes again... tired of all this
and she has some things to say..."
-I'm gonna fly away see
I'm shine like dynamite
It's gonna blow brain
And is going to loop up and say
"WHAT THE IS THAT?"

Is that a Is that a plane?
Is a woman? Is that a plane? BIG JET PLANE!

The rhythm to the is calling me
The to the rebels is calling me
The rhythm to the is calling me
Is me higher than I'd ever be