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
in black wit the nine by the boots
Hardcore that make ya wanna pump a chump
My posse's thick so I will get jumped

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

A.K.A. the Mic
A rap wit the boomin' style, black 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 quake couldn't move me

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

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

Black Asiatic, rapper fanatic,
Black mil is what I pack so kill the static
EPMD the sound of thumps underground
Ya stupid boy, no props here, you catch a down

The still in effect, no record skippin'
Ya stupid boy, the track, still bullshittin'
Down wit the rap pack, still grabbin' my
Here's a ticket kid to 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 from coast to coast

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

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

One, no grill, no charcoal, no
Act Bo Jackson, Nike, and Just Do It
If a problem, the Hit Squad rolls mad deep
So I can rest my and get some sleep

the E-Double, takes a nap, no time to slack
It's my turn to guard the fort, for combat
Guns and violence, that we promote
Just takin' what's kid, chill or smell the gun smoke

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

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