Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

So it all down to this (what?)
with a hit list
Right fist bomb M.G.M. Fight night type (ding ding)
So I hits in the stage we can Face Off
Watch me your Nicholas Cage
heat in ridiculous ways
Never compromise look my eyes
me what you see (what?)
Victory ecstasy maybe
Energy wasted, enemies gettin' with
That point to the face shit
Who you think is
Young black bust a nigga ass business man
Self disciple Heineken let the spin
Paparazzi all again
ten like thee original sin
I'm to fuck it up for everybody
The hot toddy, get collect from John Gotti
I back like karate butter soft burn off
And solid black Maserati

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

hair ganja smoke but don't be mistaken
I ain't Jamaican, another chicken to jerk
A of hurt nine to five puttin' in work
Never put to the test get put to the death
the less only greater than trust no man
Soon to the whole wide world inside of my hand
So I suggest you act right my insight sunlight
Burn your cornea big bad
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' Run like 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
While my Old English leave you broken with a crooked eye

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

Suck it easy movin' on up like George and
You can't stop it love it or leave it
Xzibit more pages then the state penetentary
Full of well known villians that come home
relax 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 like phones
Heir to the thrown, Xzibit bring the lead to dome
Like a 3rd world squad on your boulevard
Protect they spots with heat kids gotta eat
To make it big in Cali it on who you meet
And who you sleep might find yourself in deep shit
So hit me your best shot, I'm lookin' forward to it
You shouldn't repeat it if you really goin' through it
How dare you try to check the rip the track
Chillin' on big plans like Wilsure and Farefax

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