It Goes Down (Feat. Wordsworth) - Raphi, Wordsworth

Yo follow my lead.

All I need is four lines/

To make the crew’s heads nod before I pass it to you/

I be laughin' at dudes who be thinkin' they can move me/

Smooth, we quick on the draw/

Puttin' down what we spit with no flaw/

Shoulda hit record after those couple of lines/

Wordsworth, Tunnel Rats, same track both coasts are combined/

Rhymes a dozen a dime customers jumpin' in line/

Album covers in mind, everybody got somethin' to sign/

Man, I feel the clock tickin'.

It’s got my block trippin'/

There’s no thrill in start whishing/

Unless the man can listen to fact and fiction/

And envision grandchildren.

Living right/

Given sight by the risen light.

We dippin'/

It always comes back to the element of surprise/

Number one in the clutch is relevant 'cuz time flies/

On the run I rip it up.

Will never quit/

I realize the reasons why my foot’s in the door/

But I still want more/

Oh-oh, there they go, live in stereo/

Hear them everywhere you go — it goes down/

From the front to back crowd is always packed/

Live no matter where you at — it goes down /

Oh-oh, there they go, live in stereo/

Hear them everywhere you go — it goes down/

From the front to back crowd is always packed/

Live no matter where you at — it goes down /

Career wise you don’t wanna battle on air live/

A mere tie.

You flee when you hear that I’m nearby/

Dare try.

You run so fast in fear, scared that the tears you cried/

And sweat that what you did won’t air dry/

Wordsworth, I’m the type you like and the level I’m on/

You can’t even adjust the mic my height/

And you claim people love you (they don’t)/

But you ain’t highly spoken of, it’s just people are high when they’re speakin'

of you/

This is how it’s supposed to sound when you get around real M.C.

's puttin' it down/

I’ve found that too many of the other brothers are up in the dark/

Man, it’s all about heart.

That’s why we’re up in the dark when the mic

sessions start/

Life lessons mark the dawning of a whole new age.

On wax, on stage/

Either way, you’ll remember the day.

From Brooklyn to L.A. /

Oh-oh, there they go, live in stereo/

Hear them everywhere you go — it goes down/

From the front to back crowd is always packed/

Live no matter where you at — it goes down /

Oh-oh, there they go, live in stereo/

Hear them everywhere you go — it goes down/

From the front to back crowd is always packed/

Live no matter where you at — it goes down /

Gone and reachin' each state across the region/

This is where the losses begin/

Had an office meetin, your boss is beefin/

Cuz I’m the reason your corpse had to divorce its breathin/

With just a basic kick and snare like there/

I’m gonna walk in casually and maybe that’ll be fair/

But I swear, if anyone dares to go on after us there/

They probably scared.

They practically stare/

They know they unprepared/

My freestyles seems to show how quick I spit/

My freestyles help me think of lines quick for chicks/

It’s common courtesy to bow/

Respond verbally — how/

I’ve always been better, it ain’t occurred to me now/

Great minds think alike and you don’t have a mind such as mine/

So it’s obvious you ain’t thinking right/

Tunnel Rats and Words, you heard a thousand artists/

But we here now, so it’s goin' down regardless/

Oh-oh, there they go, live in stereo/

Hear them everywhere you go — it goes down/

From the front to back crowd is always packed/

Live no matter where you at — it goes down /

Oh-oh, there they go, live in stereo/

Hear them everywhere you go — it goes down/

From the front to back crowd is always packed/

Live no matter where you at — it goes down /