Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
a pause, I'm lowering my level
The hard rhymer, where you been I'm in
You want stylin', you know it's again
D the enemy, tellin' you to it
They praised the music, this time they the lyrics
Some say no to the album, the
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 should be parting to
Panther power on the hour from the to you

Radio, never play me
On the mix, O.K. me
Now known and grown when they're clocking my zone known
Snakin' and everything that a brother owns
Hard, my card
Recorded and orderd, of Chesimard
and proud kickin' live next poet supreme
Loop a troop, bazooka, the
Flavor, a in his own mind
of my rhyme
Designed to scatter a line of suckers who I do crime

X

From a rebel it's final on vinyl
Soul, and roll comin' like a rhino
turn, suckers burn to learn
They can't dis-able the power of my
Def Jam, you who I am
The enemy's public, they really give a
Island, where I got 'em wild and
That's the they're claimin' that I'm violent
silent, no dope gettin' dumb nope
Claimin' we get our rhythm from
one, we hit ya and we give 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
Impeach the president, out the ray-gun
Zap the next one, I be you're Sho-gun
Suckers, don't last a
and smooth, I ain't with it
Hardcore, rawbone a razor
I'm like a lazer, I just won't 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 volume
Smooth, no I am
Rough, I'm the man

No matter what the name, we're all the
in one big chess game
Yeah, the of power
Is in the house, go a shower boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We were Wranglers
We're rap
You can't angle us, I you're listenin'
I you pissin' in you're pants
You're of us dissin' us
The crowd is us
on a mission boy

X

Attitude, I'm on fire
Juice on the loose, wire
Simple and plain, me the lane
throw it down your throat like Barkley
See the car keys, you'll get these
They to the 98 posse
You want some more son, you want to get
Rush the door on a store, up the album
You know the rhythm, the plus the beat is designed
So I can your mind, Boys
the noise, my time
Step aside for the flex, X