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 time
D the enemy, you to hear it
They praised the music, this time they the lyrics
say no to the album, the show
Bum the sound I made a year ago
I guess you know, you guess I'm just a
Not a sabbatical, yes to it critical
The only part your should be parting to
Panther power on the from the rebel to you

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

X

From a rebel it's final on vinyl
Soul, rock and roll comin' like a
Tables turn, burn 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
Island, where I got 'em wild and
That's the they're claimin' that I'm violent
Never silent, no gettin' dumb nope
where 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 tell you when
And then you'll come, you'll know what it is
the president, pullin' out the ray-gun
Zap the next one, I could be Sho-gun
Suckers, don't last a
Soft and smooth, I with it
Hardcore, rawbone a razor
I'm like a lazer, I just graze ya
Old enough to raise ya, so will faze ya
Get it right boy and maybe I will ya
Playin' the role I got too
Voice my with volume
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 voice of
Is in the house, go a shower boy
P.E. a group, a crew, not
We were Wranglers
We're rap
You can't us, I know you're listenin'
I caught you pissin' in you're
You're scared of us us
The is missin' us
on a mission boy

X

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