Lyrical Breakdown of Rebel Without A Pause - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rebel Without A Pause" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

Lyric Overview: Witness how Public Enemy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Rebel Without A Pause" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Public Enemy employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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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

(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 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

(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 and 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

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

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

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