Everlast Never Missing A Beat Lyrics

Never Missing A Beat Lyrics

Listen up, learn, you'll get your turn

 I'm sendin this out to all it may concern

 The party master Everlast is here

 Before we begin I'm gonna make this clear

 I take no short cuts, Bilal adds dope cuts

 If girls were around I'd grab and grope butts

 And if she got a man and he tries to step up

 It's ashes to ashes and dust gets swept up

 Tryin to step to me, boy, you must be sick

 Got a nine in my pocket, takin heads out quick

 I make my music loud, my parents proud

 There's not an artist alive drawing a better crowd

 Than the Everlasting operator droppin a groove

 To make you get up and dance while I bust this move

 And talk about myself, I don't need a partner

 Bilal has the cuts, then I'll help start the

 Show, let a lyric flow and you'll know

 I make you jump up out your seats, scream and say "ho!"

 You fall back down completely exhausted

 Once you had the sound, but now it seems you lost it

 You're worn out, you can't take no more

 Since Everlast and Bilal took control of the floor

 So jump out your seat, move your feet cause the beat's complete

 I'm never missin a beat

 

 (Never missin a beat) -- George Clinton

 

 There's no need for askin, I'm the Everlastin

 My mind is a poll and I'm gonna cast in

 The ocean of words and pull out a new rhyme

 And if it feels good, then I'll do it two times

 Or maybe three, four, or even five times

 When I'm done Bilal cuts up my rhyme

 He's my partner, not a stand-in

 On a 'highway to heaven' just like Mike Landon

 And when it comes to battles my boy's a sure win

 He's been in more scandals than J.R. Ewing

 Busted up more parties than five-o

 When it comes to a fight my boy's good to go

 So step on stage, we duke it out like men

 I beat you down with every word that flows out my pen

 And I was the Green Hornet Bilal'd be Kato

 Right by my side kickin up dust

 And if a sucker acts stupid, grab my gat and bust

 You can't run away cause my clip holds ten rhymes

 If you been beaten once, I'll beat you ten times

 Worse than you ever been beaten before

 I don't drop my mic unless my throat gets sore

 And that don't happen because when I'm rappin

 My rhymes'd beat Gregory Hines if they was tappin

 So jump our your seat, move your feet cause the beat's complete

 I'm never missin a beat

 

 (Ain't it funky)

 

 Lyrical and linguistic, somewhat artistic

 Some call me a devil, others call me mystic-

 al like a crystal ball

 And if you step to me you'll take a fall

 Just like the Roman Empire

 Feel the wrath of a devil's hellfire

 Callin me a devil, some think it's a diss

 To me it's just a name, it's not stones and sticks

 You can't hurt me, I got a positive outlook

 Readin my good book

 Or maybe some philosophy like Socrates and Plato

 Step to me with drugs, I just say no

 But I'll drink some lemonade if it's ( ? )

 I'm down with DLC and the Styler

 The D-i-v-Einstein of rhyme

 Is down with me cause he knows that I'm

 On my way I will not stray

 From the path of knowledge that'll earn my pay

 I think for myself, I take advice

 And if I did it wrong once, then I do it twice

 I check my steps, make sure they're correct

 And that's why me and DLC get respect

 So jump our your seat, move your feet cause the beat's complete

 I'm never missin a beat