Luyện nghe bài hát Rhythm To The Rebels

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

The rhythm to the rebels is me
Is me higher than I'd ever be
This old shoes only walk... The side of the streets!
I've been 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 what I like

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

Is a woman? Is that a plane?
Is that a woman? Is that a plane?... plane!

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

Is that a woman? Is 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 to the rebels is calling me
Is takin' me higher than I'd be