Luyện nghe bài hát Emulate

[Obie Verse 1]
Obie the person came up and deverted
Cause of nervousness. - was solely the homie's verdict.
It was worth it he changed, became so I observing,
Certain of a purpose.
If you knew him earlier in his days, like a different version
So much and pain gave him game for certain.
why there's curtains in his murder if you gettin' worked up,
I'm so on these motherfuckers actin' tougher.
I had of isolating myself in a room
Writing poems and songs, the same in school.
Now what he became! A fool,
Cause he learned how to sustain his two and 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 when a vents,
So to the art department.

[ Verse 2]
I stimulate the 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 seem as though he's plain
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 ways,your impression of him changed
You don't hes strange
You turn around and him please and thanks
And catch him flippin' you off with his down
Hands
His Scrotum tuckin' his fuckin' between his legs(AAAHHH!)

[Obie 3]
Obie the that came up and deverted
of nervousness. - That 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, like a different version
So much hurtin' and pain gave him for certain.
That's why there's curtains in his murder if you gettin' up,
I'm so on these motherfuckers actin' tougher.
I had enough of isolating in a room
Writing poems and songs, doin' the in school.
Now what he became! A fool,
he learned how to sustain his two and obtain fame from you?
Living hard, but still
A god in but ain't spent a day in a pew.
Regardless of this, I draw visual pictures when a vents,
So to the art department.

4]
It's all psychologic. - Why am I so
Am I a or some kind of psychotic shtick? (bllabllablaaabbbb!)
Or am I truly psychotic, or are my just diabolical?
Cause - I defy logic.
By golly, me off on a trolly
Pro'ly want a crack, I'm back on that tobacco.
I'm a step away from Crack, Obie smacked the shit me!
I'm so slap happy, man. me back to reality!
I'm a art gallery. - A science museum.
of the nuts, you'd probably die if you see 'em!
I pull em out, they hit the ground and probably the cement
I need an ambulance; I just put 'em back in my pants. (HELP ME!)