Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

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

Well it's the microphone ripper, party-rockin of Gab
I hit the scene, lift you on my
And send you my high plains
shiftin through your migraines
Spit with that I hit with patterns get you sideways

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

We walking up and up the game and sparking up the flame
You're not gone' be the same when our reach your brain
It's 'bout to

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

Checkmate, populous crush, plush
Rhymes that thrust onto your buck buck
Just

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sit back, close 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 going down in

Sit back, your 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 open
let you get a taste of me
It's going in mystery