Luyện nghe bài hát Emulate

[Obie Trice: 1]
Obie the person that came up and
Cause of nervousness. - That was 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 much and pain gave him game for certain.
That's why there's curtains in his murder if you gettin' up,
I'm so assertive on these 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 how to sustain his two and obtain fame from you?
Living hard, but still
A god walks in but spent a day in a pew.
of this, I draw visual pictures when a nigga vents,
So to the art department.

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

Trice:Verse 3]
Obie the person came up and deverted
Cause of nervousness. - was solely the homie's verdict.
It was it cause he changed, became so I observing,
such of a purpose.
If you knew him in his days, it's like a different version
So much hurtin' and pain gave him for certain.
That's why there's curtains in his if you gettin' worked up,
I'm so on these motherfuckers actin' tougher.
I had enough of isolating in a room
Writing poems and songs, the same 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 walks in but spent 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 of psychotic shtick? (bllabllablaaabbbb!)
Or am I psychotic, or are my molecules just diabolical?
biologically - I defy logic.
By golly, me off on a trolly
want a crack, I'm back on that wacky tobacco.
I'm a step from Crack, Obie smacked the shit outta me!
I'm so slap happy, man. Snap me to reality!
I'm a art gallery. - A science museum.
Elephantiasis of the nuts, probably die if you see 'em!
I em out, they hit the ground and probably crack the cement
I need an ambulance; I can't put 'em back in my pants. (HELP ME!)