| It’s going down, the rhythm projects around the next sound,
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| Reflects a complex hybrid dialect now,
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| Detect the mesh of many elements compressed down,
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| The melting pot, of a super-futuresque style,
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| The combination of a vocal caress, with lungs that gasp for breath,
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| From emotional stress, with special effects, and a distorted collage,
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| Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage,
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| It’s going down.
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| The logical progression on the time line,
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| The separation narrowed down to a fine line,
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| To blur the edges so they blend together properly,
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| Take you on an audible odyssey now, it’s going down.
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| The logical progression on the time line,
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| The separation narrowed down to a fine line,
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| To blur the edges so they blend together properly,
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| Take you on an audible odyssey now, it’s going down.
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| Put it out for the world to see,
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| LP and X-Men to the tenth degree.
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| (It's going down)
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| Nobody in the world is safe,
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| When we melt down the wax in your record crate.
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| (It's going down)
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| Put it out for the world to see,
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| LP and X-Men to the tenth degree.
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| (It's going down)
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| Nobody in the world is safe,
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| When we melt down the wax in your record crate.
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| (It's going down)
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| Put it on,
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| And it goes like this,
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| And you do it like this.
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| (It's going down)
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| Once again it is,
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| Composed sentences, all together venomous,
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| The four elements of natural force,
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| Projected daily through the sound of the source,
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| Everybody on board as we blend, the sword with the pen,
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| The mightiest of weapons, swinging right from the chin,
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| To elevate mental states, long gone with the wind,
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| To defend men from shoddy imitation pretends,
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| It’s going down.
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| Style assimilation, readily, tracking through the weaponry,
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| Of a pure pedigree, cleverly, seeing through whatever is ahead of me,
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| Whatever the weather be, we advancing steadily.
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| It’s going down, sub-terrestrial high,
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| A rhyme regiment’s calling the shots,
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| Execution of collaborative plots, ready to bring this separation of style to a
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| stop,
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| It’s going down.
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| A logical progression on the time line,
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| The separation narrowed down to a fine line,
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| To blur the edges so they blend together properly,
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| Take you on an audible odyssey now, it’s going down.
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| Put it out for the world to see,
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| LP and X-Men to the tenth degree.
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| (It's going down)
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| Nobody in the world is safe,
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| When we melt down the wax in your record crate.
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| (It's going down)
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| Put it out for the world to see,
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| LP and X-Men to the tenth degree.
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| (It's going down)
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| Nobody in the world is safe,
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| When we melt down the wax in your record crate.
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| (It's going down)
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| X-men about to-bout to blast off world wide.
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| X-men about to-bout to blast off world wide.
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| (And you do it like this)
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| About to blast off.
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| World wide.
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| Put it out for the world to see,
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| LP and X-Men to the tenth degree.
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| (It's going down)
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| Nobody in the world is safe,
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| When we melt down the wax in your record crate.
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| (It's going down)
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| Put it out for the world to see,
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| LP and X-Men to the tenth degree.
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| (It's going down)
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| Nobody in the world is safe,
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| When we melt down the wax in your record crate.
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| (It's going down)
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| It’s goin' down, (it's goin' down)
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| It’s goin' down, (it's goin' down)
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| It’s goin' down, (it's goin' down)
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| It’s goin' down.
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| (It's goin' down)
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| Put it on,
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| And it goes like this. |
| (it's goin' down)
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| And you do it like this.
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| (It's going down)
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| Put it on,
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| And it goes like this, (it's goin' down)
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| And you do it like this. |