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 wit the nine by the boots
funk that make ya wanna 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 style, black as tar
the E's no jokin', so don't trip or flip
And a hit, so bust it

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

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

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

Asiatic, rapper fanatic, automatic
Black nine mil is what I pack so kill the
quench the sound of thumps underground
Ya stupid boy, no here, you catch a beat down

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

Got mad skills, hi-tech, been known to snap
eighty-seven to ninety-two, fourth 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
going down
It's down

Yeah, to the picture, the scene
me Erick Sermon, my M-16
Just in case, ya know, a fight out
I can chill, pull out the smoke out

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

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

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

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