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

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

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

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

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

Checkmate, crush, monstrous plush
Rhymes that just thrust onto your buck
rush

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

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

Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you open
I'll let you get a of me
going down in mystery
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 burn 'em)
up the track and turning up the action
(Murder one him)
Serving 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 just the baddest, the clamp down on 'em
(Like a vice on a melon squeezing tight on temples)
Feel the bass (as the blows)
In your face (and your mental) hear the
Instrumentals even break on you like this
(We surpass previous standards) drastically
(Mastering bass), setting so bright
(Beneath the skylight)
And (and weeks) and months (go by)
And (and decades) and we still so fly
(While the others are fly by night)
And not (we keep writing)
scribes (but we tight) and so wise (c'mon)

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