Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just rushin' the Nile 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 down in mystery
Sit back, close eyes
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 going down in
Sit back, close eyes
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 going in mystery)

(Gift of Gab you learn 'em and assure 'em)
(That the fire that you spit'll 'em)
Burning up the track and turning up the
(Murder one him)
what you're rapping
Urban anthems
(Certain of the fact)
for the wack
Searching for the
(You're off the fatness)
of the rather early mornings after
(Worldly disasters)
Purely just the baddest, the chief clamp on 'em
(Like a vice on a melon tight on your temples)
the bass (as the wind blows)
In your face (and your mental) the taste
Instrumentals even break down on you this
(We surpass your previous standards)
(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 are just fly by night)
And not (we keep writing)
Like (but we tight) and so wise (c'mon)

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

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

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