Watch them flee
Watch them flee
Watch them flee Hip-Hop hits
And you do it like this
It's going down
The rhythm projects 'round the next sound
Reflects the complex hybrid dialect now
Detect the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super-futuresque style
The combination of a vocal caress
With lungs that gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
In a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage
It's going down
The logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
It's going down
The logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Put put.. put it up
I said it goes like this
And you do it like this
It's going down
Once again it is
Compose sentences all together venomous
The four elements of natural force
Projected daily through the sound of the source
Everybody on board with this blend
The sword with the pen
The mightiest of weapons
Swinging right from the chin
To elevate mental states
Long gone with the wind
To defend men from shoddy imitation pretends
It's going down
Style of simulation readily
Trekking through the weaponry
Of a pure pedigree
Cleverly seeing through whatever is ahead of me
Whatever the weather be
We invent the steadily
It's going down sub-terrestrial high
I rhyme regiment that's calling the shots
Execution of collaborative plots
Ready to bring the separation of style to a stop
It's going down
A logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate
X-men 'bout to blast of world wide
X-men 'bout to blast of world wide
And you do it like this
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Watch them flee
Watch them flee Hip-Hop hits
And you do it like this
It's going down
The rhythm projects 'round the next sound
Reflects the complex hybrid dialect now
Detect the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super-futuresque style
The combination of a vocal caress
With lungs that gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
In a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage
It's going down
The logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
It's going down
The logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Put put.. put it up
I said it goes like this
And you do it like this
It's going down
Once again it is
Compose sentences all together venomous
The four elements of natural force
Projected daily through the sound of the source
Everybody on board with this blend
The sword with the pen
The mightiest of weapons
Swinging right from the chin
To elevate mental states
Long gone with the wind
To defend men from shoddy imitation pretends
It's going down
Style of simulation readily
Trekking through the weaponry
Of a pure pedigree
Cleverly seeing through whatever is ahead of me
Whatever the weather be
We invent the steadily
It's going down sub-terrestrial high
I rhyme regiment that's calling the shots
Execution of collaborative plots
Ready to bring the separation of style to a stop
It's going down
A logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate
X-men 'bout to blast of world wide
X-men 'bout to blast of world wide
And you do it like this
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)
Put it out for the world to see
LP and X-Men to the tenth degree (It's going down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It's going down)