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Party people, are you with me?Are you with me party people? (Repeat 4x)To the beat y'all, and you don't stopRock the rhythm that'll make your finger popAh to the tic toc, tic tic, tic tismLive and direct is the rebels of rhythmOn your radio, turn up the stereo, cause it's workingWell I'm the coolest of the cool and they call me AkilHip-hop fanatic busting lyrical windmillsAnd I'm the international king of all thingsCreates the ill scene shades for Robin to bringI'm funky fresh, I got style and finesse>From the North to the South to the East and the WestAnd if the roof's on fire put the pen to the paperA fade with the J it's the live motivatorAnd from shore to shore and from sea to seaAnd everwhere that we go we're in the place to beLike that, rock the houseTo my man Cut Chemist, rocks the houseTo my man Charlie 2na, rocks the houseAnd to my brother Nu-Mark, rocks the houseAnd to my man Marc 7even, rocks the houseAnd to my brother Hani, rocks the houseAnd to my brother Kalil, rocks the houseAnd to my brother Faru, turning it outNow the world don't move to the beat of just one drumSo it might be right for you, it might not be right for someSo come one, come all (hey) big or smallCause I'm guaranteed to rock y'all out of your drawersBiting MC's always get lockjawI'm not Volume T, but I'm harder than all y'allAnd just in case you forget the way we will be rocking it>From here until the next time flexing with the fat rhymesOne time prime time flowing with the fatnessMany shades of skin cream, hip styles of blacknessMatch this, never practice makes perfectSharp like the edge on a blade that's curvedServe this? Yes, but only when freshSo you don't have to guess the R-E-B-E-L-SDip dip diver, socializerOn the rise, the committee's wiser and will disguise the truthOf the matter we're sick of the idle chatterThe data we pitter patter we'll splatter just like a platterInfected uncontrollably, follow me, come on go with meCause you know it be Tuna and Marc 7evenHeaven does await us, put here to sedate usMake us in His image with with ?glimmage?Never perfect we're tripping, by a force unseenBut we divulged its presence, so this rap goes back to the essenceLessons have been written from the end, but you're soon to seeKalil in community, rebels of rhythm unityYeah, and you don't stopYou got the rhythm that makes your fingers pop (Repeat 2x)It goes 1 2 3, 3 2 1An apple to a pear to a peach to a plumListen to the drum, does it make your ears numb?Here it comes, here it comes, here it kiddy comes comesI'm independent, good to the limitNever in my life been to the VD clinicSalute me but I'm not a lieutenantDown with Nu-Mark and my man Cut ChemistMy name is Marc 7even, yes indeedAnd ain't another MC that can touch my treeDown with unity and the rebels threeGrab the microphone and release your seedAnd the formula for me to get bentAnd the spot was never hit if I didn't leave a fingerprintX the fact with colonial combatEating steak and other shit in the house of waxAnd uh like ????? don't ever think of jacking meNever gun-packing because that if I like to beginWith not a dimwit angry over somewhat (why?)Brothers keep holding me back, I'm about to go nuts, manNiggas know I paid my dues and shitI'm about to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quitAnd this one is dedicated to the crews that bitI'm about to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quitI'm tired of keeping my trust and getting used and shitI'm about to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quitIt doesn't matter who's fatter, who's wack, or who's legitI'm about to blow the fuck up because I refuse to quit