Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Sit back, close eyes
Peep back, got you wide
I'll let you get a of me
It's going 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 ripper, party-rockin Gift of Gab
I hit the scene, lift you on my
And send you through my plains
Mind-train shiftin through migraines
with that I hit with patterns get you twisted sideways

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

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

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

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

Just rushin' like the Nile River, we deliver
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 down in
Sit back, your eyes
Peep back, got you wide
let you get a taste of me
It's down in mystery

Sit back, close eyes
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a of me
going down 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 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 turning up the
(Murder one him)
what you're rapping
Urban anthems
(Certain of the fact)
Curtains for the
Searching for the
(You're off the fatness)
of the rather early mornings after
(Worldly disasters)
Purely the baddest, the chief clamp down on 'em
(Like a vice on a melon tight on your temples)
the bass (as the wind blows)
In face (and your mental) hear the taste
Instrumentals even down 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 others are fly by night)
And not (we keep writing)
Like (but we tight) and so wise (c'mon)

The rhyme historian exploring that we got
And even so we exploring everything that 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 rhyme historian everything that we got
And more so we exploring everything that they not
These are the glory days of lyricisits, forever we
(It's down in mystery)

Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you wide
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
It's down in mystery

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