Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Down

Oww!
Get on
Get on
Get on

Well it's the E wit the juice, I'm to get lose
Strapped in black wit the by the boots
Hardcore funk that ya wanna pump a chump
My posse's thick so I will get jumped

The Slayer a beast from the east I'm
If I had a glove, I would be Bad as
Some say yo I rugged
Pack wit the ultimate rap wit the Power Snap

A.K.A. the Mic
A rap star wit the boomin' style, as tar
Smokin' the E's no jokin', so trip or flip
And make a hit, so it

Some feel the way I do when I get wreck
No half steppin', I kick like a weapon
On the microphone, I
And groovy, a California quake move me

Get on down, get on
Get on down, get on
It's going
It's down

No lights, no camera but of action
No moonwalkin' backwards, kid, like Michael
Strictly funk and steel toed Timb boots to troop
State to state, stage to stage, as I loot

Black Asiatic, fanatic, automatic
nine mil is what I pack so kill the static
EPMD quench the of thumps underground
Ya boy, no props here, you catch a beat down

The still in effect, no record skippin'
Ya stupid boy, the track, still bullshittin'
Down wit the rap pack, grabbin' my bozack
a ticket kid to ride the Jim like Amtrak

Got mad skills, hi-tech, known to snap necks
From eighty-seven to ninety-two, cassette
But now I'm Swayze, ghost, the rap
Who rip shows from to coast

Get on down, get on
Get on down, get on
going down
It's down

Yeah, to the picture, the scene
It's me Sermon, my M-16
Just in case, ya know, a fight out
I can just chill, out the smoke out

One, no grill, no charcoal, no
Act like Bo Jackson, Nike, and Do It
If there's a problem, the Hit rolls mad deep
So I can my head and get some sleep

While the E-Double, a nap, no time to slack
my turn to guard the fort, ready for combat
Guns and violence, that we don't
Just takin' what's kid, chill or smell the gun smoke

As I out, squeezin' like Mr. Charmin
posses of demo tapes like Agent Orange
So kid and act like you know
Peace the M.D. A.K.A. slow flow

It's going
It's going
It's going
It's going
Get on