Luyện nghe bài hát Emulate

[Obie Verse 1]
Obie the person that up and deverted
of nervousness. - That was solely the homie's verdict.
It was worth it he changed, became so I observing,
Certain of a purpose.
If you him earlier in his days, it's like a different version
So hurtin' and pain gave him game for certain.
That's why there's in his murder if you gettin' worked up,
I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers tougher.
I had enough of myself in a room
Writing and songs, doin' the same in school.
Now look he became! A fool,
Cause he learned how to sustain his two and obtain fame you?
Living hard, but Julliard
A god in but ain't spent a day in a pew.
Regardless of this, I draw pictures when a nigga vents,
So to the art department.

[ Verse 2]
I the brain mimic
Emulate the
Scenic of people its a fuckin' gimmick when it ain't
Clinically
is on Venus
Suck anus (Uranus)
Label me a genius if you seen us you would say
He may as though he's plain normal
If you ever meet him greet him with a shake see he ain't as mean as what say
See the thing is maybe he can't always think of things to say so he's
So mistake him for just bein' crazed
we part ways,your impression of him
You don't hes strange
You turn and tell him please and thanks
And catch him you off with his pants down
around
His Scrotum tuckin' his fuckin' Penis his legs(AAAHHH!)

Trice:Verse 3]
Obie the that came up and deverted
Cause of nervousness. - was solely the homie's verdict.
It was worth it he changed, became so I observing,
such of a purpose.
If you knew him earlier in his days, it's a different version
So much hurtin' and pain him game for certain.
That's why curtains in his murder if you gettin' worked up,
I'm so assertive on motherfuckers actin' tougher.
I had of isolating myself in a room
Writing poems and songs, doin' the in school.
Now what he became! A fool,
Cause he learned how to his two and obtain fame from you?
Living hard, but Julliard
A god walks in but ain't a day in a pew.
Regardless of this, I draw visual pictures a nigga vents,
So to the art department.

4]
It's all psychologic. - Why am I so
Am I a psycho or some kind of psychotic (bllabllablaaabbbb!)
Or am I truly psychotic, or are my molecules diabolical?
Cause biologically - I logic.
By golly, me off on a trolly
Pro'ly want a crack, I'm back on wacky tobacco.
I'm a step away from Crack, Obie smacked the outta me!
I'm so happy, man. Snap me back to reality!
I'm a art gallery. - A science museum.
Elephantiasis of the nuts, you'd die if you see 'em!
I pull em out, they hit the ground and crack the cement
I an ambulance; I can't just put 'em back in my pants. (HELP ME!)