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 want stylin', you know it's again
D the enemy, you to hear it
They praised the music, this time they the lyrics
say no to the album, the show
Bum rush the I made a year ago
I guess you know, you guess I'm a radical
Not a sabbatical, yes to make it
The only part your body be parting to
Panther power on the hour from the to you

Radio, suckers play me
On the mix, O.K. me
Now known and grown when they're clocking my zone known
Snakin' and takin' everything a brother owns
Hard, my card
Recorded and orderd, supporter of
Loud and proud live next poet supreme
Loop a troop, bazooka, the
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 on black vinyl
Soul, rock and roll comin' like a
Tables turn, suckers burn to
They dis-able the power of my label
Def Jam, you who I am
The enemy's public, really give a damn
Island, where I got 'em wild and
That's the reason they're claimin' that I'm
Never silent, no dope gettin' dumb
Claimin' we get our rhythm 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 you'll come, you'll know what time it is
the president, pullin' out the ray-gun
Zap the one, I could be you're Sho-gun
Suckers, last a minute
and smooth, I ain't with it
Hardcore, rawbone a razor
I'm like a lazer, I just won't ya
Old enough to raise ya, so this faze ya
Get it boy and maybe I will praise ya
Playin' the role I got too
Voice my opinion with
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 take a boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We were black
rap stranglers
You can't angle us, I know you're
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, when I'm on
Juice on the loose, electric
Simple and plain, me the lane
I'll it down your throat like Barkley
See the car keys, never 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 is designed
So I can your mind, Boys
Bring the noise, my
Step for the flex, Terminator X