Rebel Without a Pause – Public Enemy Lyrics

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“Rebel Without a Pause” is a song by Public Enemy and the first single from their 1988 album. This song falls under the Hip Hop Category. Here is the lyrics to the song:

“Rebel Without a Pause”

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 part your body should be partyin’ to
Panther power on the hour from the rebel to you

Ay yo Chuck, 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

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 wilin’
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

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 and maybe I will praise ya
Playing the role, I got soul too
Voice my opinion with volume

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

the voice of power
Is in the house, go take a shower, boy
P.E. 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’ in your pants
You’re scared of us 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, kick it Terminator
Come on
Come on

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 a 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’?

Yeah! Yeah, boy
Bring that back one more time
Bring that beat back man
Bring that beat back

Bring that beat back
Y’all wanna hear that beat, right?
Bring that beat back
One, two, three, four, hit it

This shit ain’t over, come on y’all
Let’s get busy, come on
Say yeah, say hell yeah
Come on y’all
Let’s work the house
Somebody, everybody
Everybody scream
Ain’t it fun
Ain’t it fun

Track Information

Song titleRebel Without a Pause
ArtistPublic Enemy
Release DateJuly 28, 1987


WritersCarlton Ridenhour, Hank Shocklee, Eric Sadler, Norman Rogers
ProducersHank Shocklee
Record LabelDef Jam Recordings, Columbia Records, Sony Music Entertainment, PIAS Recordings, MNRK Music Group, CBS Records

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