Luyện nghe bài hát Emulate

[Obie Verse 1]
Obie the person that up and deverted
Cause of nervousness. - That was the homie's verdict.
It was worth it cause he changed, so I observing,
Certain of a purpose.
If you knew him earlier in his days, it's like a different
So much hurtin' and gave him game 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 myself in a room
Writing and songs, doin' the same in school.
Now look he became! A fool,
Cause he how to sustain his two and obtain fame from you?
Living hard, but Julliard
A god in but ain't spent a day in a pew.
Regardless of this, I draw visual when a nigga vents,
So to the art department.

[ Verse 2]
I stimulate the brain
Emulate the
Scenic of people its a fuckin' gimmick when it ain't
Clinically
is on Venus
Suck your (Uranus)
Label me a genius if you ever us you would say
He may seem as 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 he can't always think of things to say so he's vague
So they mistake him for bein' crazed
we part ways,your of him changed
You don't hes strange
You turn around and him please and thanks
And catch him flippin' you off his pants down
around
His Scrotum his fuckin' Penis between his legs(AAAHHH!)

[Obie 3]
the person that 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 earlier in his days, it's like a version
So much hurtin' and pain him game for certain.
why there's curtains in his murder if you gettin' worked up,
I'm so assertive on these actin' tougher.
I had enough of isolating myself in a
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 when a nigga vents,
So to the art department.

4]
It's all psychologic. - Why am I so
Am I a psycho or kind of psychotic shtick? (bllabllablaaabbbb!)
Or am I truly psychotic, or are my molecules diabolical?
Cause biologically - I logic.
By golly, haul me off on a
want a crack, I'm back on that wacky tobacco.
I'm a step away Crack, Obie smacked the shit outta me!
I'm so slap happy, man. me back to reality!
I'm a walkin' art gallery. - A museum.
of the nuts, you'd probably 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!)