Luyện nghe bài hát Get This Low

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

1]
No where to go and I be flowing, try to flow and then
Back in the day I was cool, I couldn't afford to be a guru
On ya case like lawyer, think you run, you mistaken
Put all records to the side, and it's ya face I'm 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 was you expectin' from a minor
Put a bullet ya chest, and see who next to rap behind ya
Straight up and down, y'all a sermon and it
I half niggaz wildin', as if they smokin' a gallon of embalmin'
Drillin' and wanna be fit, like something shrimp on the
I do my dirt up in Philly, chill in the hills, where other guard me
Thinkin' that's going thru my hood, like I it
Comin' in with this other pussy, I smoke ya rejuice ya
Crucify ya, I fuckin' rhyme ya, now fuckin' shoot ya
My is hard as stone, cause I got blowjob from Medusa

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

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