Unified Rebelution

Lyrics

Party people, are you with me? Are you with me, party people? Party people, are you with me? Are you with me, party people? Party people, are you with me? Are you with me, party people? Party people, are you with me? Are you with me, party people? To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop Rock the rhythm that'll make your finger pop A-to the tick-tock, a-tick-tick, tick-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 bustin' lyrical windmills And I'm the international king of all things Creates the ill scene, shades my robin tune bring Yeah, 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 pen to the paper I fade with the Jada, it's the live motivator And from shore to shore and from sea to sea And everywhere that we go, we in the place to be Like that, rock the house Until my man Cut Chemist rocks the house Until my man Charlie 2na rocks the house Until my brother Nu-Mark rocks the house Until my man Marc 7even rocks the house Until my brother Hani, rocks the house Until my brother Kalil rocks the house Until 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 may not be right for some So come one, come all, hey, big or small Because I'm guaranteed to rock you out your drawers Biting emcees always get lockjaw I'm not Volume T, but I'm harder than all y'all And just in case that you forget the way we will be rocking it From here until the next time, flexing with the fat rhymes One time, prime time, flowin' 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, tips 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 Flow with me 'cause you know it be 2na and Marc 7even Heaven does await us, put here to sedate us He made us in His image with blemish Never perfect, but driven by a force unseen But we divulged its presence, so this rap goes back to the essence Lessons have been written forbidden, but you're soon to see Comin' to your community, rebels of rhythm unity Yeah, and you don't stop You got the rhythm that makes your fingers pop Yeah, and you don't stop You got the rhythm that makes your fingers pop It goes one, two, three to three to two, one To an apple to a pear to a peach to a plum Listen to the drum, does it make your ears numb? Here it come, here it come, here it kiddy-come-come Well, I'm an independent, good to the limit Never in my life been to the VD clinic You can salute me, but I'm not a lieutenant Down with Nu-Mark and my man Cut Chemist Well, my name is Marc 7even, yes, the S-E-V And ain't another emcee that can touch my tree Down with Unity and the rebels three deep Grab the microphone and release your seeds Yeah, and the formula for me to get bent And the spot was never hit if I didn't leave no fingerprint Extra fat with colonial combat Keep you stay put in the shed in the House of Wax And I'm limpin' like McAfee, don't ever think of jacking me Never gun packing because that ain't my life to begin with Not a dimwit (Angry?), only somewhat (Why?) Brothers keep holding me back, I'm 'bout to go nuts, man 'Cause niggas know I paid my dues and shit I'm 'bout to blow the fuck up 'cause I refuse to quit And this one here is dedicated to the crews that bit I'm about to blow the fuck up 'cause I refuse to quit I'm tired of givin' my trust and gettin' used and shit I'm 'bout to blow the fuck up 'cause 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 'cause I refuse to quit (Yeah) [Outro] Yeah Yeah Yo, yo, yo, who let the dog in here? Yeah, yo Dog leash (You know what I'm sayin'?) Shout out, you know, we goin' up (Yeah) Got Big Rock in the house (Chi-Town) My boy cousins, my boy's endangered species Yeah, my man Shiny Mack up in Nebraska Oklahoma City? You know Charlie trippin'