Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you open
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 going down in

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

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

(Gift of Gab won't you learn 'em and 'em)
(That the that you spit'll burn 'em)
Burning up the and turning up the action
(Murder one him)
Serving what you're
Urban gutter
(Certain of the fact)
for the wack
Searching for the
(You're off the fatness)
Fury of the rather early after
(Worldly disasters)
Purely the baddest, the chief clamp down on 'em
(Like a vice on a melon tight on your temples)
Feel the bass (as the blows)
In your face (and your mental) hear the
Instrumentals even break down on you like
(We surpass your 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)
scribes (but we tight) and so wise (c'mon)

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

Sit back, close eyes
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 open
let you get a taste of me
It's going in mystery