Rebel Without A Pause

Lyrics by：James Henry Boxley III/Carlton Ridenhour/Eric Sadler/Norman L. Rogers

Composed by：James Henry Boxley III/Carlton Ridenhour/Eric Sadler/Norman L. Rogers

Produced by：James Henry Boxley III/Carl Rider

"Brothers and sisters! Brothers and sisters I don't know what this world is coming to!"

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 party 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 you 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' shorts

Show 'em this is cold medina man

Come on kick it

Terminator X Terminator X

Terminator X Terminator

Yo Chuck you gettin' 'em nervous

They can't handle this they gonna break down

From a rebel it's final on black vinyl

Soul rock and roll coming like a rhino

Tables turn suckers burn to learn

They can't disable the power of my label

Def Jam tells you who I am

The enemy's public they really give a damn

Strong Island where I got 'em whylin'

That's the reason they're claiming that I'm violent

Never silent no dope getting dumb-nope

Claiming where we get our rhythm from

Number one we hit ya and we give ya some

No gun and still never on the run

You wanna be an S1 -- Griff will tell you when

And then you'll come again you'll know what time it is

Impeach the president pulling out my ray gun

Zap the next one I could be your Shogun

Suckers don't last a minute

Soft and smooth I ain't with it

Hardcore raw bone like a razor

I'm like a laser I just won't graze ya

Old enough to raise ya so this'll faze ya

Get it right boy maybe I will praise ya

Playing the role I got soul too

Voice my opinion with volume

Smooth not what I am

Rough 'cause I'm a man

No matter what the name we're all the same

Pieces in one big chess game

Yeah the voice of power

Is in the house-go take a shower boy

PE a group a crew-not singular

We wear black Wranglers

We're rap stranglers you can't angle us

I know you're listening

I caught you pissin' your pants

You're scared of dissing us

The crowd is missing us

We're on a mission y'all

Yo Chuck yo yeah man

Yo you got 'em runnin' scared

Terminator X Terminator X

Terminator X Terminator

Attitude when I'm on fire

Juice on the loose electric wire

Simple and plain give me the lane

I'll throw it down your throat like Barkley

You see my car keys you'll never get these

They belong to the Nine-Eight posse

You want some more son? You wanna get some?

Bum-rush the door of the store-pick up the album

You know the rhythm the rhyme plus the beat is designed

So I can enter your mind boys

Bring the noise-my time

Step aside for the flex Terminator X

Yeah that's right

This jam is rated cold medina boy

That's right cold medina that's right

We showin' up in E-F-F-E-C-T also known as effect

You understand what I'm sayin'?