Текст (слова) песни: Epmd - Its Going Down

Owww!

Get on down (repeat 3x)

Verse one: erick sermon

Well, its the e wit the juice, Im down to get loose

Strapped in black wit the nine by the boots

Hardcore funk that make ya wanna pump a chump

My posses thick, so I will never get jumped

The slayer, a beast from the east, Im psycho

If I had a glove, I would be bad as michael

Some say, yo, I sound rugged

Pack wit the ultimate rap wit the power like snap

A.k.a. the mic wrecker

A rap star wit the boomin style, black as tar

Smokin, the es no jokin, so dont trip or flip

And make a hit, so bust it

Some aint feel the way I do when I get wreck

No half steppin, I kick back like a weapon

On the microphone, I delight

And groovy, a california quake couldnt move me

Get on down (repeat 4x)

Its going down (2x)

Verse two: pmd

No lights, no camera, but lots of action

No moonwalkin backwards, kid, like michael jackson

Strictly funk flows and steel toed timb boots to troop

State to state, stage to stage, as I clock loot

Black asiatic, rapper fanatic, automatic

Black nine mil is what I pack so kill the static

Epmd quench the sound of thumps underground

Ya stupid boy, no props here, you catch a beatdown

The squad still in effect, no record skippin

Ya stupid boy, keep the track, still bullshittin

Down wit the rap pack, still grabbin my bozack

Heres a ticket kid to ride the jim like amtrak

Got mad skills, hi-tech, been known to snap necks

From eighty-seven to ninety-two, fourth cassette

But now Im swayze, ghost, the rap host

Who rip shows, from coast to coast

Get on down (repeat 4x)

Its going down (2x)

Verse three: erick sermon, pmd

Yea, back to the picture, the scene

Its me erick sermon, my m-16

Just in case, ya know, a fight broke out

I can just chill, pull out the smoke out

One, no grill, no charcoal, no fluid

Act like bo jackson, nike, and just do it

If theres a problem, the hit squad rolls mad deep

So I can rest my head and get some sleep

While the e-double, takes a nap, no time to slack

Its my turn to guard the fort, ready for combat

Guns and violence, that we dont promote

Just takin whats ours kid, chill or smell the gunsmoke

As I pull out, squeezin like mr. charmin

Destroyin posses of demo tapes like agent orange

So chill kid and act like you know

Peace from the md a.k.a. slow flow

Its going down (4x)

Get on down...

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» Epmd - Im Mad
» Epmd - Jane 5
» Epmd - Skit
» Epmd - Hittin` Switches
» Epmd - Rampage
» Epmd - I`m Housin`
» Epmd - Never Seen Before *
» Epmd - Do It Up
» Epmd - Mr. Bozack
» Epmd - Apollo Interlude
» Epmd - Jane 6
» Epmd - Safe Sex
» Epmd - Out of Business
» Epmd - Get Wit This
» Epmd - Richter Scale
» Epmd - Cummin` at Cha
» Epmd - Intrigued
» Epmd - Do it Again
» Epmd - K. I. M.


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Epmd - Its Going Down Owww! Get on down (repeat 3x) Verse one: erick sermon Well, its the e wit the juice, Im down to get loose Strapped in black wit the nine by the boots Hardcore funk that make ya wanna pump a chump My posses thick, so I will never get jumped The slayer, a beast from the east, Im psycho If I had a glove, I would be bad as michael Some say, yo, I sound rugged Pack wit the ultimate rap wit the power like snap A.k.a. the mic wrecker A rap star wit the boomin style, black as tar Smokin, the es no jokin, so dont trip or flip And make a hit, so bust it Some aint feel the way I do when I get wreck No half steppin, I kick back like a weapon On the microphone, I delight And groovy, a california quake couldnt move me Get on down (repeat 4x) Its going down (2x) Verse two: pmd No lights, no camera, but lots of action No moonwalkin backwards, kid, like michael jackson Strictly funk flows and steel toed timb boots to troop State to state, stage to stage, as I clock loot Black asiatic, rapper fanatic, automatic Black nine mil is what I pack so kill the static Epmd quench the sound of thumps underground Ya stupid boy, no props here, you catch a beatdown The squad still in effect, no record skippin Ya stupid boy, keep the track, still bullshittin Down wit the rap pack, still grabbin my bozack Heres a ticket kid to ride the jim like amtrak Got mad skills, hi-tech, been known to snap necks From eighty-seven to ninety-two, fourth cassette But now Im swayze, ghost, the rap host Who rip shows, from coast to coast Get on down (repeat 4x) Its going down (2x) Verse three: erick sermon, pmd Yea, back to the picture, the scene Its me erick sermon, my m-16 Just in case, ya know, a fight broke out I can just chill, pull out the smoke out One, no grill, no charcoal, no fluid Act like bo jackson, nike, and just do it If theres a problem, the hit squad rolls mad deep So I can rest my head and get some sleep While the e-double, takes a nap, no time to slack Its my turn to guard the fort, ready for combat Guns and violence, that we dont promote Just takin whats ours kid, chill or smell the gunsmoke As I pull out, squeezin like mr. charmin Destroyin posses of demo tapes like agent orange So chill kid and act like you know Peace from the md a.k.a. slow flow Its going down (4x) Get on down... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Its Going Down: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/10697.html Все тексты песен: Epmd » Epmd - You Gots to Chill `97 » Epmd - Im Mad » Epmd - Jane 5 » Epmd - Skit » Epmd - Hittin` Switches » Epmd - Rampage » Epmd - I`m Housin` » Epmd - Never Seen Before * » Epmd - Do It Up » Epmd - Mr. Bozack » Epmd - Apollo Interlude » Epmd - Jane 6 » Epmd - Safe Sex » Epmd - Out of Business » Epmd - Get Wit This » Epmd - Richter Scale » Epmd - Cummin` at Cha » Epmd - Intrigued » Epmd - Do it Again » Epmd - K. I. M. Рекомендуем скачать: » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р Р°С? » Р.Масюков - Не любя (Прости) » Руслана - Гуцулка » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Жизнь » Ришат Гилязов - Грустно-банальная песенка (песенка написана на втором курсе...) » Роберт Александров - Романс » Розенбаум Александр - ПРИМОРСКИЙ ПАРК ПОБЕДЫ » Рок-острова - Иван (Анна Воробей+Рок-Острова) » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Цыганочка » Руки Вверх! - Уходи » Рада и Терновник - Это сердце болит » Руслан Бажин - Сутра о Стене » РђР»РµРєСЃРµР№ РљР°Р±Р°РЅРѕРІ - РўР° Р”РµРІСѓС?РєР° » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Марш домохозяйки » РЎРѕРіРґРёР°РЅР° - РЎРёРЅРµРµ РќРµР±Рѕ » Розенбаум Александр - Мне пел-нашёптывал начальник из сыскной » Ренат Баязитов - Тают зимние снега... » Руки Вверх - Замужем » Руслан Шмаков - Пришли мне телеграмму... » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Россия
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