Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Sit back, your eyes
Peep back, got you open
let you get a taste 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 in mystery

Well it's the microphone ripper, party-rockin of Gab
I hit the scene, lift you on my
And send you through my plains
Mind-train shiftin through 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 pronto
Four by four, runnin suckers like a Bronco
Haters say the lyrics ain't Gonzo but they though

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

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

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

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

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

Sit back, close eyes
Peep back, got you wide
let you get a taste of me
It's going down in
Sit back, close eyes
Peep back, got you wide
let you get a taste of me
It's down 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 that you spit'll 'em)
Burning up the track and turning up the
(Murder one him)
Serving you're rapping
gutter anthems
(Certain of the fact)
Curtains for the
Searching for the
(You're off the fatness)
Fury of the early mornings 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 face (and your mental) hear the taste
Instrumentals even down on you like this
(We surpass your standards) drastically
(Mastering bass), setting so bright
(Beneath the skylight)
And (and weeks) and months (go by)
And years (and decades) and we so fly
(While the others are fly by night)
And not tight (we writing)
Like (but we tight) and so wise (c'mon)

The rhyme historian exploring that we got
And even more so we everything that they not
These are the glory days for lyricisits, we plot
Wait wait wait wait hold on a bring it back (we plotx4, c'mon)
The historian exploring everything that we got
And even more so we exploring everything that not
These are the glory days of lyricisits, forever we
(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
Sit back, close eyes
Peep back, got you open
let you get a taste of me
It's down in mystery

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