Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

So it all comes to this (what?)
Specialist a hit list
Right bomb type M.G.M. Fight night type (ding ding)
So when I hits in the stage we can Off
me rattle your Nicholas Cage
Bring heat in ridiculous
compromise look into my eyes
Tell me you see (what?)
Victory ecstasy Hennessy
wasted, enemies gettin' laced with
That blank to the face shit
Who you think is
Young bust a nigga ass strickly business man
disciple Heineken let the record spin
Paparazzi all again
Times ten like original sin
I'm tryin' to it up for everybody
The hot toddy, get collect from John Gotti
I kick back like karate soft burn off
And solid black like

Get caught up in the (it gets deeper then that)
No with no pain (it gets deeper then that)
Dyin' in the fast lane (way then that)
To the place where the problem is at

Long hair ganja smoke but be mistaken
I ain't Jamaican, another chicken to jerk
A world of hurt to five puttin' in work
rest put to the test get put to the death
Never the less only greater than no man
Soon to have the wide world inside of my hand
So I suggest you act right my insight sunlight
your cornea big bad California
To the Waldorf-Astoria, N.Y.C.
Competition wish to some day like me
But all I see is H-E-A-T
I'm makin' motherfuckers Run DMC
The Likwit MC is here to a nigga like a fat one
Non radio bangin' goin' platinum
And keep 'em with a Colt 45
While my Old English leave you broken with a crooked eye

Get caught up in the game (it gets then that)
in the fast lane (it gets deeper then that)
Yo man you, dang (way deeper then that)
To the where the motherfuckin' problem is at

it easy movin' on up like George and Weezy
You can't stop it love it or it alone
writtin' more pages then the state penetentary
Full of well known villians that come home
Never ain't no tellin' lay it on wax
Make it bang let Stever sell 'em and dip 'em in
My nigga Bud'da chip off beats cellular phones
to the thrown, Xzibit bring the lead to your dome
Like a 3rd world squad on your boulevard
Protect spots with heat they kids gotta eat
To it big in Cali it depends on who you meet
And who you sleep with might find in deep shit
So hit me with your best shot, I'm forward to it
You shouldn't repeat it if you ain't really through it
How dare you try to check the rip the track
Chillin' on big plans like Wilsure and Farefax

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper that)
Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets then that)
No gain with no pain (way then that)
To the place where the motherfuckin' is at