Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Sit back, your eyes
Peep back, got you open
let you get a taste 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 in mystery

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

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

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

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

Checkmate, populous crush, monstrous
that just thrust onto your buck buck
Just

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

Sit back, your eyes
Peep back, got you open
I'll let you get a 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
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a of me
going down in mystery
Sit back, close your
Peep back, got you open
let you get a taste of me
It's going 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)
Burning up the and turning up the action
(Murder one him)
what you're rapping
Urban anthems
(Certain of the fact)
Curtains for the
Searching for the
(You're off the fatness)
Fury of the 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 break down on you like 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 scribes (but we tight) and so (c'mon)

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