Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
Without a pause, I'm my level
The hard rhymer, where you never I'm in
You stylin', you know it's time 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 a year ago
I guess you know, you guess I'm just a
Not a sabbatical, yes to it critical
The only part your body should be to
power on the hour from the rebel to you

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

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From a rebel it's final on vinyl
Soul, rock and comin' like a rhino
Tables turn, suckers to learn
They can't dis-able the power of my
Def Jam, you who I am
The enemy's public, really 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
Number one, we hit ya and we ya some
No gun, and never on the run
You want to be an S.1, Griff will tell you
And then come, you'll know what time it is
Impeach the president, pullin' out the
Zap the next one, I be you're Sho-gun
Suckers, last a minute
and smooth, I ain't with it
Hardcore, rawbone like a
I'm a lazer, I just won't graze ya
Old to raise ya, so this will faze ya
Get it right boy and maybe I 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, we're all the
Pieces in one big chess
Yeah, the voice of
Is in the house, go take a boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We black Wranglers
rap stranglers
You can't us, I know you're listenin'
I you pissin' in you're pants
scared of us dissin' us
The crowd is us
on a mission boy

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Attitude, when I'm on
Juice on the loose, electric
Simple and plain, give me the
I'll throw it your throat like Barkley
See the car keys, never get these
They to the 98 posse
You want some more son, you to get some
Rush the door on a store, up the album
You know the rhythm, the rhyme plus the is designed
So I can enter your mind,
the noise, my time
Step for the flex, Terminator X