Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Sit back, close eyes
Peep back, got you open
I'll let you get a of me
It's going in mystery
Sit back, close eyes
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a 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 send you my high plains
shiftin through your migraines
Spit with that I hit patterns get you twisted sideways

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The rhyme historian exploring everything we got
And more 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 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 in mystery
Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you open
I'll let you get a of me
It's going in mystery

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
going down in mystery