This is a song about "Beat goes on"

Cause i'm bored with the beat. tech n9ne goes hard.

The vacancy that sat in my heart

But that's the way it goes when you're raised on ghetto streets,

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

I’m way harder than the concrete

Endless sporadic on the beat,

Imma go aclabat when beat goes bad

I'mma sign that work and release that

' alright, already, the show goes on

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Im doing this on a beat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

On poetry of rap i towed on the flow he goes

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Move on, life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma