Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
Without a pause, I'm lowering my
The hard rhymer, you never been I'm in
You want stylin', you know time again
D the enemy, you to hear it
They praised the music, this they play the lyrics
Some say no to the album, the
Bum rush the sound I made a 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 never me
On the mix, O.K. me
Now known and when they're clocking my zone it's known
Snakin' and everything that a brother owns
Hard, my calling
and orderd, supporter of Chesimard
Loud and proud live next poet supreme
a troop, bazooka, the scheme
Flavor, a rebel in his own
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 comin' like a
Tables turn, suckers burn to
can't dis-able the power of my label
Def Jam, you who I am
The enemy's public, they really give a
Strong Island, where I got 'em and
That's the they're claimin' that I'm violent
silent, no dope gettin' dumb nope
Claimin' where we get our from
Number one, we hit ya and we ya some
No gun, and still on the run
You want to be an S.1, Griff tell you when
And then come, you'll know what time it is
Impeach the president, pullin' out the
Zap the next one, I could be you're
Suckers, don't last a
Soft and smooth, I ain't it
Hardcore, rawbone a razor
I'm a lazer, I just won't graze ya
Old enough to ya, so this will faze ya
Get it boy and maybe I will praise ya
the role I got soul too
Voice my opinion with
Smooth, no I am
Rough, I'm the man

No matter the name, we're all the same
Pieces in one big chess
Yeah, the of power
Is in the house, go a shower 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 pissin' in pants
You're scared of us us
The crowd is us
on a mission boy

X

Attitude, I'm on fire
Juice on the loose, wire
and plain, give me the lane
I'll throw it your throat like Barkley
See the car keys, you'll get these
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 plus the is designed
So I can enter mind, Boys
Bring the noise, my
Step aside for the flex, X