Artist: Travis Barker f/ Cypress Hill Album: Give the Drummer Some Song: Beat Goes On Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] And the beat goes {*2X*} And-and the beat goes {*2X*} And-and the beat goes (beat goes on!) And-and the beat goes {*2X*} And-and the beat-beat (beat goes on!) [B-Real] In the city lights, the night'll give me life I hear the drums, I'm a war chief, gimme knife You got kush, fuck the knife, just give me light Spark it up in my grow room, pretty sight Got a house on the hill, we the pretty type You ain't got kush, man what a shitty life I don't wanna hit your bowl on your mini pipe Tryin to hit my 8-footer, reach Diddy heights Now I'm swingin on the drums like Tarzan Incorporate the weed through my bars man Sixteen of 'em, I be needin 'em On stage screamin 'em, PRC{?} screenin 'em They call green thumb, the serene one I lay back on the drum like a beach bum Shit is hot as summer, another classic number Everybody give it up for the funky drummer [Chorus] And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on!) And the beat goes on and on and on [Interlude] And the beat goes on (and the beat goes!) And-and the beat (beat goes on!) [Sen Dog] Here come the West Coasters, whylin out loc'in My eyeballs bleed from the weed I be smokin Keep walkin son, I keep this on hostile Mad weaponry, I bring by the stockpile Way too deep, my block legendary Many MC's tried to creep and got buried Here come the Cypress, back with the tightest man behind the kit, we know you gon' like this Roll with the top dog, do it like a rock star Servin 'em up, a double dose of hot sauce You got your ears on, and you're listenin The bad motherfucker is in this here business Handle shit right, get your stack on Anybody hatin is that fool that you smash on Gonna say it last time, and I'm gonna jump Hit 'em and go bang, give the drummer some! [Chorus] - repeat 4X [B-Real] Shit is critical, we are the invincible Riot starters 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 goin off the meter The funk freaker, with the big drum beater What you scared for? Better prepare your- -self for the time of your life, we are in rare form The track is harder with Travis Barker Cause the beat is much bolder than the magic marker Write it on the wall, y'all wanna see us fall Small minds get the balls, see the plaques down the hall I'm a self-made, not a Federline Got my own stacks, that means the cheddar's mine On forever grind, somethin that you'll never find The time to do so {?} you will never mind [Chorus] - repeat 4X {*repeated ad libs to the end*}