Party people, are you me? Are you me party people? (Repeat 4x)
To the beat y'all, and you don't the rhythm that'll make your finger pop Ah to the tic toc, tic tic, tic and direct is the rebels of rhythm On your radio, turn up the stereo, cause working
Well I'm the coolest of the and they call me Akil fanatic busting lyrical windmills And I'm the international of all things Creates the ill scene for Robin to bring I'm fresh, I got style and finesse >From the North to the South to the East and the And if the on fire put the pen to the paper A fade the J it's the live motivator And shore to shore and from sea to sea And everwhere that we go we're in the to be
that, rock the house To my man Cut Chemist, the house To my man 2na, rocks the house And to my Nu-Mark, rocks the house And to my man Marc 7even, the house And to my Hani, rocks the house And to my Kalil, rocks the house And to my Faru, turning it out
Now the don't move to the beat of just one drum So it be right for you, it might not be right for some So one, come all (hey) big or small Cause I'm guaranteed to rock out of your drawers MC's always get lockjaw I'm not T, but I'm harder than all y'all And just in case you the way we will be rocking it >From here until the time flexing with the fat rhymes One time time flowing with the fatness shades of skin cream, hip styles of blackness Match this, never practice perfect Sharp like the edge on a blade that's Serve this? Yes, but when fresh So you don't to guess the R-E-B-E-L-S Dip dip diver, On the rise, the committee's and will disguise the truth Of the matter we're sick of the chatter The data we pitter patter we'll splatter just a platter uncontrollably, follow me, come on go with me Cause you know it be Tuna and Marc Heaven does await us, put here to us Make us in His image with ?glimmage? Never perfect we're tripping, by a force But we divulged its presence, so rap goes back to the essence Lessons have been written from the end, but soon to see Kalil in community, rebels of unity
Yeah, and you don't You got the rhythm that makes fingers pop (Repeat 2x)
It 1 2 3, 3 2 1 An to a pear to a peach to a plum Listen to the drum, does it make ears numb? Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes comes
I'm independent, good to the in my life been to the VD clinic Salute me but I'm not a Down Nu-Mark and my man Cut Chemist My name is 7even, yes indeed And ain't another MC that can my tree Down with unity and the rebels the microphone and release your seed And the formula for me to get And the spot was never hit if I didn't leave a X the fact with colonial steak and other shit in the house of wax And uh ????? don't ever think of jacking me Never gun-packing that if I like to begin With not a dimwit angry somewhat (why?) keep holding me back, I'm about to go nuts, man
Niggas know I paid my and shit I'm about to blow the fuck up I refuse to quit And one is dedicated to the crews that bit I'm to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit I'm tired of keeping my trust and used and shit I'm about to blow the up because I refuse to quit It doesn't matter fatter, who's wack, or who's legit I'm about to blow the fuck up because I refuse to