Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

So it all down to this (what?)
Specialist a hit list
fist bomb type M.G.M. Fight night type (ding ding)
So when I in the stage we can Face Off
Watch me rattle Nicholas Cage
heat in ridiculous ways
Never compromise into my eyes
Tell me you see (what?)
ecstasy maybe Hennessy
Energy wasted, enemies gettin' with
That blank to the face shit
Who you think is
Young bust a nigga ass strickly business man
Self Heineken let the record spin
all over again
Times ten like thee sin
I'm tryin' to it up for everybody
The hot toddy, get collect calls from Gotti
I back like karate butter soft burn off
And solid Maserati like

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

Long hair smoke but don't be mistaken
I ain't Jamaican, another chicken to jerk
A of hurt nine to five puttin' in work
Never rest put to the get put to the death
Never the only greater than trust no man
to have the whole wide world inside of my hand
So I you act right my insight like sunlight
Burn your big bad California
To the Waldorf-Astoria, N.Y.C.
wish to some day roll 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 slappin' 'em a Colt 45
my Old English leave you broken down with a crooked eye

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

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

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