It's Going Down - EPMD

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Get on down (repeat 3X) 
Verse One: Erick Sermon 
Well  it's the E wit the juice  I'm down to get loose 
Strapped in black wit the nine by the boots 
Hardcore funk that make ya wanna pump a chump 
My posse's thick  so I will never get jumped 
The slayer  a beast from the east  I'm 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 E's no jokin, so don't trip or flip 
And make a hit, so bust it 
Some ain't 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 couldn't move me 
Get on down (repeat 4X) 
It's 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 
Here's 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 I'm Swayze, ghost, the rap host 
Who rip shows, from coast to coast 
Get on down (repeat 4X) 
It's going down (2X) 
Verse Three: Erick Sermon, PMD 
Yea, back t