Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Sit back, your eyes
Peep back, got you open
I'll let you get a of me
It's down in mystery
Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you open
let you get a taste of me
It's down in mystery

Well the microphone ripper, party-rockin Gift of Gab
I hit the scene, you on my beam
And you through my high plains
Mind-train through your migraines
Spit with that I hit with get you twisted sideways

And I'm the head honcho, golden tonsils
Inventin new all the time like pronto
Four by four, runnin over suckers a Bronco
Haters say the lyrics ain't Gonzo but they wrong

We walking up and locking up the and sparking up the flame
You're not gone' be the when our flow reach your brain
It's to bust

Not your crush, up at our show in a tacky dress
us, talking 'bout your prowess but we're not impressed

Checkmate, populous crush, monstrous
Rhymes that just thrust onto buck buck
rush

Just rushin' like the Nile River, power we
See (going down in mystery)

Sit back, your eyes
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a of me
It's going in mystery
Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you wide
let you get a taste of me
It's going down in

Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you open
let you get a taste of me
It's going in mystery
Sit back, close your
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a of me
going down in mystery

You know, I know, you know, I
(It's going in mystery)

(Gift of Gab you learn 'em and assure 'em)
(That the fire that you spit'll 'em)
Burning up the track and turning up the
(Murder one him)
Serving you're rapping
Urban anthems
(Certain of the fact)
Curtains for the
for the knack
(You're off the fatness)
Fury of the rather early after
(Worldly disasters)
Purely just the baddest, the chief clamp on 'em
(Like a vice on a melon squeezing on your temples)
Feel the (as the wind blows)
In your face (and your mental) the taste
Instrumentals break down on you like this
(We surpass previous standards) drastically
(Mastering bass), nights so bright
(Beneath the skylight)
And days (and weeks) and (go by)
And (and decades) and we still so fly
(While the others are fly by night)
And not tight (we writing)
scribes (but we tight) and so wise (c'mon)

The rhyme exploring everything that we got
And even more so we exploring everything they not
These are the glory for lyricisits, forever we plot
Wait wait wait hold on a second bring it back (we plotx4, c'mon)
The historian exploring everything that we got
And even more so we exploring everything they not
are the glory days of lyricisits, forever we plot
(It's going in mystery)

Sit back, close eyes
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a of me
It's going down in
Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you wide
let you get a taste of me
It's going down in

Sit back, your eyes
Peep back, got you wide
let you get a taste of me
It's going in mystery
Sit back, your eyes
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a of me
It's going down in