Goin’ Down

[Chorus]
Gimme a second, let me catch some feelings
On the paper, the ballpoint run around
It's only lyrics I deal in
Bias B, Doc Felix got the sound you're hearing
Somethin' so appealin'
Don't stand around when the party's going down
Throw your hands at the ceilin'
Now, now, now (It's goin' down like)

[Verse 1]
I've got the illness, needed a shot from Doc Felix
You hit the spot, feel it, what we've got
Be the realest on offer, flow like a 20ml topped up
Couldn't shut this shit here down even if the cops rocked up
With a cease and desist, it's Bias B and D Smit
It's going down like smoke when the roach be leavin' the lip
Take two hits and pass man you're kiddin' yourself
I take at least five myself, make sure the effects are felt
From the west of Chelten to the heads in Hallam
And all my brothers out in 'B-'B-'Borough to Eltham
Victoria, Melbourne, baby born and bred
Dropped a couple of classics you've heard the talk, got cred
Now to the local scene, I'm more than a vet
Spent some time abroad, spendin' my royalty checks
Money I made off my last album, I called it 'In Bed'
'Cause I was sleepin' on the shit I heard, it bored me to death

[Chorus]
Gimme a second let me catch some feelings (Going down, down, down)
On the paper, the ballpoint run around
It's only lyrics I deal in (Going down, down, down)
Bias B, Doc Felix got the sound you're hearin'
Something so appealin' (Going down, down, down)
Don't stand around when the party's going down
Throw your hands at the ceiling, now (Going down, down, down)
Now, now, now (It's goin' down like)

[Verse 2]
Catch me rollin' through the 'hood
Hurstbrige, Heidelberg, Collingwood
To Richmond 3121, it's Bias B, don't front
When you feel the funk runnin' through the beats with the drums
And kicks, head to the streets of Brunswick East
Comin' with somethin' sweet, somethin' to pump on repeat
Something so butter comin' from underneath, Bias got you up on your feet
When the eruption peaks, nothin' but heat
Every time the mics turned on, you heard otherwise
You heard wrong, your best doesn't compare to my worst song
All I need's a beat to get spurred on
I rap 'till it hurts son, you heard the word, I burst lungs
Other rap careers are third-rung
I'm top of the ladder, building my rep, gettin' work done
That's how it goes, these shows I'm stealin'
Doc Felix on the decks, take a second, let 'em catch some feelings

[Scratches: Doc Felix]
(Going down, down, down)
"Drop one line and watch the block fly"
"Drop one line and watch the block fly"
"Drop one line and watch the block fly"
"Drop one line and watch the block fly"

[Chorus]
Gimme a second let me catch some feelings (Going down, down)
On the paper, the ballpoint run around
It's only lyrics I deal in (Going down, down)
Bias B, Doc Felix got the sound you're hearin'
Something so appealin' (Going down, down)
Don't stand around when the party's going down
Throw your hands at the ceiling, now (Going down, down)
Now, now, now (It's goin' down like)

[Outro]
Going down, down, down
"It's goin' down"
Going down, down, down
"It's goin' down"
Going down, down, down
"It's goin' down"
Going down, down, down
"It's goin' down"
Going down, down, down
Going down, down, down
Going down, down, down
Going down, down, down