Beat Goes On

[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