Luyện nghe bài hát How U Get a Record Deal?

On the Black Ceasar tip, my dialogue is like
a inside of a supermarket, raw dog
I'm the untouchable, never to be out
A Sexy Mother.. ooh child, look out!
I'm keepin girls of all on my trail
From a Act down to a Single White Female
Cause when I hit the they all say, "Damn Kane -
you knock out the like a presidential campaign"
But if you think that lickin toes me weak
you better treat me like Freddy don't sleep
I write raps, ready to rip and real rough rhymes
Run in rugged and raw, rapidly roaches
Point blank - I murder to a bum
All you backwards - REDRUM, REDRUM!
Cause I do em somethin awful, em down to a morsel
Makin sure that you're no adorable
get so quiet when I'm comin, that if they
shitted a dictionary, you couldn't get a from em
It's of a tradition in Bed-Stuy to do or die
So steppin to me is
I couldn't think of a takin mines
I feel like Ali, "I'm the of all times"
Floatin like a butterfly, stingin a bee
Yeah I know this ain't boxin but that's my pedigree
But as for you, you no appeal
How you get a deal?

Like shell-toe Adidas, ain't a damn changed
the way I shoot off like a firin range
Breakin out in a cold - the death threat
Gettin more props than a set
The microphone assassin, rhymes keep blastin
Uhh, I the body count massive
But if you say you increased the Bodycount
You must admit that you joined Ice-T's
Cause you ain't hurtin nuthin, so why you bluffin?
Tryin to be the new Big SOMETHIN
But only, before me, no one is ?, huh
You come 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 me you shouldn't even try
Cause with wings on your tongue, you still couldn't say fly
And I don't if you bring a crew
And I don't even if someone else writes for you
Man you could even be someone the may just like but shoot
you couldn't see me a bifocal mic
Check my resume, Rap Masters, up
Yo! MTV, BET, The Box and all that stuff
And Billboard for my five year
And see that I got spots than a dalmation
Let's get down to this large
You could bring on your squad, none of you chumps are hard
All that garbage you mumble ain't and seriously, seriously
How you get a record

A lot of today, wonder
should I ask to write rhymes for me to say?
Well you're god right you should
Cause my rhymes are like spandex, they any ass seem good
So act you know Baby Pop
when I riggedy the higgedy hip-hop non stop, as I
freak the funk and flip the flavor to flow with the
A fury full in the flames of the fire, now
may these MC's rest in
Because I come 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 em like Jennifer Holiday
No no no no no way!
That you could ever this, no you know how I feel?
I think you your record deal..