Luyện nghe bài hát Rebel Without a Pause

Yes, the rhythm, the
a pause, I'm lowering my level
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 time they play the
Some say no to the album, the
Bum rush the sound I made a ago
I guess you know, you I'm just a radical
Not a sabbatical, yes to it critical
The part your body should be parting 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 zone known
Snakin' and everything that a brother owns
Hard, my card
Recorded and orderd, of Chesimard
Loud and proud kickin' live next supreme
Loop a troop, bazooka, the
Flavor, a in his own mind
of my rhyme
Designed to scatter a of suckers who claim I do crime

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From a rebel final on black vinyl
Soul, rock and comin' like a rhino
Tables turn, suckers burn to
can't dis-able the power of my label
Def Jam, you who I am
The public, they really give a damn
Strong Island, where I got 'em and
That's the reason they're that I'm violent
Never silent, no dope gettin' dumb
Claimin' where we get our 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 tell you when
And then you'll come, you'll know time it is
Impeach the president, out the ray-gun
Zap the next one, I could be you're
Suckers, last a minute
Soft and smooth, I ain't it
Hardcore, like a razor
I'm like a lazer, I just won't ya
Old enough to ya, so this will faze ya
Get it right boy and maybe I 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
in one big chess game
Yeah, the voice of
Is in the house, go a shower boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We were Wranglers
rap stranglers
You can't angle us, I know you're
I caught you pissin' in pants
You're of us dissin' us
The is missin' us
We're on a boy

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