The Rhythm, The Rebel (A Cappella)

Yes, the rhythm, the rebel Without a pause, I'm lowering my level The hard rhymer, where you never been, I'm in You want stylin'? You know it's time again D, the enemy, tellin' you to hear it They praised the music, this time they play the lyrics Some say no to the album, The Show Bum Rush, the sound, I made a year ago I guess you know, you guess I'm just a radical Not on sabbatical, yes, to make it critical The only part your body should be partyin' to Panther power on the hour from the rebel to you Ay yo Chuck man, I don't understand this, man! Yo, we got to slow down man, you losin' them! Radio, suckers never play me On the mix, they just okay me Now, known and grown, when they're clocking my zone, it's known Snaking and taking everything that a brother owns Hard! My calling card Recorded and ordered, supporter of Chesimard Loud and proud, kicking live next, poet supreme Loop a troop, bazooka, the scheme (Flavor) A rebel in his own mind Supporter of my rhyme Designed to scatter a line of suckers who claim I do crime They on my time ticket Ay yo, Chuck, they think we takin' shots! Show 'em this is cold medina, man! Come on, kick it! Terminator X