Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

So it all down to this (what?)
Specialist with a hit
Right fist bomb M.G.M. Fight night type (ding ding)
So when I in the stage we can Face Off
Watch me your Nicholas Cage
Bring in ridiculous ways
compromise look into my eyes
Tell me you see (what?)
Victory maybe Hennessy
Energy wasted, enemies laced with
That point blank to the shit
Who you think is
Young black bust a nigga ass strickly man
Self disciple let the record spin
Paparazzi all over
Times ten like thee sin
I'm tryin' to it up for everybody
The hot toddy, get collect calls from John
I kick like karate butter soft burn off
And black Maserati like

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

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

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

Suck it easy movin' on up George and Weezy
You can't stop it love it or it alone
Xzibit writtin' more pages then the penetentary
Full of well known that wanna come home
relax ain't no tellin' lay it on wax
Make it bang let sell 'em and dip 'em in chrome
My nigga Bud'da chip off beats cellular phones
to the thrown, Xzibit bring the lead to your dome
Like a 3rd world rebellion squad on boulevard
Protect they spots with heat they gotta eat
To make it big in it depends on who you meet
And who you sleep with might find yourself in 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 the fluid rip the track
Chillin' on big plans like Wilsure and Farefax

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