Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Oww!
Get on
Get on
Get on

Well it's the E wit the juice, I'm to get lose
Strapped in black wit the nine by the
Hardcore funk that make ya pump a chump
My posse's thick so I will never get

The Slayer a beast from the I'm psycho
If I had a glove, I be Bad as Michael
say yo I sound rugged
Pack wit the ultimate rap wit the Power like

A.K.A. the Mic
A rap star wit the boomin' style, as tar
Smokin' the E's no jokin', so don't or flip
And make a hit, so it

Some feel the way I do when I get wreck
No half steppin', I back like a weapon
On the microphone, I
And groovy, a California quake couldn't me

Get on down, get on
Get on down, get on
going down
It's down

No lights, no camera but of action
No moonwalkin' backwards, kid, like Jackson
Strictly funk and steel toed Timb boots to troop
to state, stage to stage, as I clock loot

Black Asiatic, fanatic, automatic
Black nine mil is what I so kill the static
EPMD quench the sound of thumps
Ya stupid boy, no props here, you a beat down

The Squad still in effect, no record
Ya stupid boy, keep the track, still
Down wit the rap pack, still my bozack
Here's a ticket kid to ride the Jim Amtrak

Got mad skills, hi-tech, been to snap necks
From eighty-seven to ninety-two, cassette
But now I'm Swayze, ghost, the rap
Who rip from coast to coast

Get on down, get on
Get on down, get on
It's down
It's down

Yeah, to the picture, the scene
It's me Erick Sermon, my
in case, ya know, a fight broke out
I can just chill, pull out the out

One, no grill, no charcoal, no
Act like Bo Jackson, Nike, and Do It
If there's a problem, the Hit rolls mad deep
So I can rest my head and get some

While the E-Double, a nap, no time to slack
It's my turn to guard the fort, ready for
Guns and violence, that we don't
takin' what's ours kid, chill or smell the gun smoke

As I out, squeezin' like Mr. Charmin
Destroyin' of demo tapes like Agent Orange
So chill kid and act like you
Peace from the M.D. A.K.A. slow

It's down
It's down
It's going
It's down
Get on