Never Missin' A Beat Lyrics - House Of Pain

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 don't 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, never missin' a beat 

Never missin' a beat, never missin' a beat 

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 

If you pull a gat I suggest you stay low 

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 

Never missin' a beat, never missin' a beat 

Never missin' a beat, never missin' a beat 

Never missin' a beat, never, never missin' a beat, never 

Ain't it, ain't it funky, ain't it funky 

Lyrical and linguistic, somewhat artistic 

Some call me a devil, others call me 

Mystical 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 wilder 

I'm down with DLC and the Styler 

The DIV 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 

Never missin' a beat, never missin' a beat 

Never missin' a beat, never missin' a beat