Luyện nghe bài hát Get This Low

[Chorus:
"I'ma get deep Jacques Cousteau"
"Jacques could never get this low, ahh" - ODB (3X)
"And I'ma get mad deep a threat!" - GZA

1]
No where to go and I be flowing, try to flow and then
Back in the day when I was cool, I couldn't to be a guru
On ya case like lawyer, think you run, you mistaken
Put all to the side, and it's ya face I'm fuckin' breaking
Awaken and await, and take the shit like
I'm with stowin' Tim, gas rack, that's where the heaters
We just wreckin', what the fuck was you expectin' from a
Put a bullet through ya chest, and see who to rap behind ya
Straight up and down, a sermon and blew it
I half niggaz wildin', as if they a gallon of embalmin' fluid
Drillin' and wanna be fit, something shrimp on the barbie
I do my dirt up in Philly, chill in the hills, where other guard me
Thinkin' that's thru my hood, like I chew it
Comin' in with this other pussy, I smoke ya then ya
Crucify ya, I fuckin' rhyme ya, now I'ma fuckin' ya
My is hard as stone, cause I got blowjob from Medusa

2]
The beat addict, I'm crushin' MC's who cause
Pen tips the pad, I touch in the attic
The dopest that wrote this, when suckas this
Now it's the time for perpetrators to quote
Rhyme that I wrote for to get loose to
I blow up like snots in a tissue
I dissed you, dismissed, but persist to
my flow, so now you know --
That when I rip up a set, I get mad
Don't sleep, or you and ya whole crew can get
As I'm waxin', taxin', a reaction
Bitches who front, get reduced like
So ya flex to vex, whose next in line
To recline, and steal my lines, so it
Now the man ya facin', ya I'm erasin'
If you drip or get slipped, I convict like Mason

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3]
Meet ya makers, ya fakers and
I'm greater cause I do my best work on
Mad raps, the disaster from the masters
up rappers, and takin' out actors
He can test, skippin' yet, don't pass the
You finished, so the Die Hard image for Bruce Willis
Ya are a joke, but I put dope from start
Transform with the art, rippin' ya fuckin' apart
This is the rawest of of you ever heard
My rap style superb, gettin' nursed in the
It can't with the man when I freak it
The crew will get beat quick, so in ya seat bitch
I wreck or perfect, and correct lyrically
Too complex, who ya to step
Yo, I be rhymin' hits it's time to flip quick
A writer's block non-stop, and get --