Party people, are you me? Are you me party people? (Repeat 4x)
To the beat y'all, and you stop Rock the rhythm that'll 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 cool and they call me fanatic busting lyrical windmills And I'm the king of all things Creates the ill shades for Robin to bring I'm funky fresh, I got and finesse >From the to the South to the East and the West And if the roof's on fire put the pen to the A fade with the J it's the motivator And from shore to and from sea to sea And that we go we're in the place to be
Like that, the house To my man Cut Chemist, rocks the To my man Charlie 2na, the house And to my Nu-Mark, rocks the house And to my man Marc 7even, the house And to my brother Hani, rocks the And to my Kalil, rocks the house And to my Faru, turning it out
Now the world don't move to the beat of one drum So it be right for you, it might not be right for some So come one, all (hey) big or small Cause I'm guaranteed to rock out of your drawers Biting MC's always get 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 next time flexing with the fat One time time flowing with the fatness shades of skin cream, hip styles of blackness Match this, never practice perfect Sharp the edge on a blade that's curved Serve this? Yes, but only when So you have to guess the R-E-B-E-L-S Dip dip diver, On the rise, the committee's wiser and will the truth Of the matter we're of the idle chatter The we pitter patter we'll splatter just like a platter uncontrollably, follow me, come on go with me Cause you know it be Tuna and Marc does await us, put here to sedate us Make us in His image with ?glimmage? Never perfect we're tripping, by a force But we its presence, so this rap goes back to the essence Lessons have been written from the end, but soon to see Kalil in community, rebels of rhythm
Yeah, and you don't You got the rhythm makes your fingers pop (Repeat 2x)
It 1 2 3, 3 2 1 An to a pear to a peach to a plum to the drum, does it make your ears numb? Here it comes, here it comes, it kiddy comes comes
I'm independent, good to the in my life been to the VD clinic Salute me but I'm not a with Nu-Mark and my man Cut Chemist My is Marc 7even, yes indeed And ain't another MC can touch my tree Down unity and the rebels three the microphone and release your seed And the for me to get bent And the spot was hit if I didn't leave a fingerprint X the fact colonial combat Eating and other shit in the house of wax And uh like don't ever think of jacking me gun-packing because that if I like to begin With not a dimwit over somewhat (why?) Brothers keep me back, I'm about to go nuts, man
Niggas know I my dues and shit I'm to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit And this one is dedicated to the crews bit I'm about to blow the fuck up because I to quit I'm tired of keeping my trust and getting and shit I'm about to blow the fuck up I refuse to quit It doesn't matter fatter, who's wack, or who's legit I'm about to the fuck up because I refuse to quit