Beat Goes On

Lyrics

[Verse 1: B-Real] In the city lights, the night'll give me life I hear the drums, Ima war chief gimme knife Got kush, fuck the knife, just give me light Spark it up in my grow room, pretty sight Got a house on the hill with the pretty type You ain't got a kush man, what a shitty life I don't wanna hit a bowl on ya mini pipe Tryin to hit my 8 footer, reach Diddy heights Now Im swinging on the drums like tarzan Incorporate the weed to my bars man Sixteen of em, I been needin em, on stage screamin em Pr's Hill screamin' em They call me the Greenthumb, the serene one I laid back from the drum like a beach bum Shit is hot as summer. Another classic number Everybody give it up for the funky drummer [Hook: Cypress Hill] And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on [Verse 2: Sen Dog] Here come the west coasters, wylin' out loco My eyeballs bleed from the weed I been smokin' Keep walking, son, I keep the song hostile Mad weaponry, I bring by the stockpile Way too deep, my block legendary Many MC's tried to creep and got buried He ain't come to Cypress, back with the tightest Man behind the kit, we know you gon' like this Roll with the top dog, do it like a rockstar Stuffin' 'em up, a double dose of hot sauce You got your ears on, and your listening To bad motherfuckers in this here business Handle shit right, get your stack on Anybody hating, it's the fool that you smash on Gonna say last time and I'm gonna jump Hit 'em like Blam, give the drummer some [Hook: Cypress Hill] And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on [Verse 3: B-Real] Shit is critical, we are the invincible Riot starter, start riots on principle At the pinnacle, the game is winnable Put the record on the table, guaranteed spinnable Follow the leader, the level is going off the meter The funk freaker, with the big drum beater What you scared for, better prepare yourself For the time of your life, we are in rare form This track is harder with Travis Barker 'Cause, the beat is much bolder than a Magic Marker Write it on the wall, y'all wanna see us fall Small minds get the ball, see the plaques down the hall I'm a self made, not a Federline Got my own stacks, stack music, that means the cheddar's mine On forever rhyme, something that you'll never find The time to do, so they labled you a "never mind" [Hook: Cypress Hill] And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on) And the beat goes on and on and on