Luyện nghe bài hát How U Get a Record Deal?

On the Black Ceasar tip, my is just like
a frank of a supermarket, raw dog
I'm the untouchable, never to be out
A Mother.. ooh child, Prince look out!
I'm keepin girls of all shades on my
From a Sister Act down to a Single Female
when I hit the skins they all say, "Damn Kane -
you knock out the Bush a presidential campaign"
But if you think that lickin makes me weak
you better me like Freddy Krueger: don't sleep
I raps, ready to rip and rock real rough rhymes
Run in rugged and raw, ruinin roaches
Point blank - I murder to a bum
All you backwards - REDRUM, REDRUM!
Cause I do em somethin awful, break em to a morsel
sure that you're no longer adorable
Rappers get so quiet when I'm comin, if they
shitted a dictionary, you get a word from em
It's sort of a in Bed-Stuy to do or die
So steppin to me is
I think of a rapper takin mines
I feel like Ali, "I'm the of all times"
Floatin a butterfly, stingin like a bee
Yeah I know this boxin but that's still my pedigree
But as for you, you no appeal
How you get a record

shell-toe Adidas, ain't a damn thing changed
the way I shoot off like a firin range
Breakin out in a cold sweat - the threat
Gettin more than a movie set
The smooth microphone assassin, rhymes keep
Uhh, I keep the count massive
But if you say you the Bodycount troop
You must admit you joined Ice-T's group
Cause you ain't niggedy nuthin, so why you bluffin?
to be the new Big Daddy SOMETHIN
But only, before me, no one is ?, huh
You couldn't Pryor if your name was Richard
I'm the Alpha and Omega
Arm-Leg-uh-Leg-uh-Arm-Head, raw til I'm dead
And to battle me you shouldn't try
Cause with wings on tongue, you still couldn't say nothin fly
And I don't care if you a crew
And I don't even care if someone else for you
Man you could even be someone the crowd may like but shoot
you couldn't see me a bifocal mic
my resume, Rap Masters, word up
Yo! MTV, BET, The Box and all that stuff
And Billboard for my five year
And see that I got more spots than a
Let's get down to this large
You could bring on your whole squad, none of you are hard
All garbage you mumble ain't real and seriously, seriously
How you get a record

A lot of today, wonder
should I ask Kane to rhymes for me to say?
Well you're god damn you should
Cause my rhymes are like spandex, they any ass seem good
So act you know Baby Pop
when I rock the higgedy hip-hop non stop, as I
freak the funk and flip the flavor to flow with the
A full force in the flames of the fire, now
may these MC's rest in
Because when I to town, the population decrease
I em finished, dead and that's that, huh
Not even Pet Semetary could em back
I slay my pray, A to K, I tell em Jennifer Holiday
No no no no no way!
That you ever touch this, no you know how I feel?
I think you your record deal..