Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

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

Well it's the microphone ripper, Gift of Gab
I hit the scene, you on my beam
And send you my high plains
Mind-train shiftin your migraines
Spit with that I hit with patterns get you sideways

And I'm the head honcho, sport golden
Inventin new styles all the time pronto
Four by four, runnin over suckers a Bronco
Haters say the lyrics ain't Gonzo but they 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
'bout to bust

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

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

Just like the Nile River, power we deliver
See (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
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
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 wide
I'll let you get a of me
It's down in mystery

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

(Gift of Gab won't you learn 'em and 'em)
(That the fire that you spit'll 'em)
Burning up the track and turning up the
(Murder one him)
Serving what rapping
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 squeezing tight on your temples)
Feel the bass (as the blows)
In your (and your mental) hear the taste
Instrumentals even break down on you like
(We surpass previous standards) drastically
(Mastering bass), setting nights so
(Beneath the skylight)
And days (and weeks) and (go by)
And (and decades) and we still so fly
(While the others are fly by night)
And not (we keep writing)
Like scribes (but we tight) and so (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 second bring it (we plotx4, c'mon)
The historian exploring everything that we got
And even more so we exploring everything they not
These are the glory days of lyricisits, forever we
(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 wide
I'll let you get a of me
going down in mystery

Sit back, your eyes
Peep back, got you wide
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