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