Текст песни Eminem - Emulate (feat. Obie Trice)

Redemption
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Eminem
Альбом: Redemption
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[Obie Trice] Obie the person that came up and deverted Cause of nervousness That was solely the homie's verdict It was worth it Cause he changed, became so I observed it Certain such of a purpose Its like a different version So much hurtin' and pain Gave him game for certain Thats why its curtains at his murder if you get him worked up I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers actin' tougher Had enough of Isolating myself in a room Writing poems for songs doin' the same in school Now look what he became a fool Cause he learned how to sustain his two And obtain fame from you Living hard but still Julliard A god walks and ain't spent a day in a pew Regardless of this I draw visual pictures when a nigga vents So welcome to the art department [Eminem] I stimulate the brain, mimic, emulate the sane Cynics keep on thinking it's a fucking gimmick when it ain't Clinically insane, brain is on Venus, up Uranus Label me a genius if you ever seen us you would say "He may seem as though he's plain normal" if you ever meet him Greet him with a shake, see he ain't as mean as what they say See the thing is maybe he can't always think of things to say So he's vague, so they mistake him for being crazed You part ways, your impression of him changed You don't think he's strange, you turn around and tell him "Peace and thanks" You catch him flipping you off, with his pants down Hands around his scrotum, tucking his fucking penis between his legs [Obie Trice] Obie the person that came up and deverted Cause of nervousness That was solely the homie's verdict It was worth it Cause he changed, became so I observed it Certain such of a purpose Its like a different version So much hurtin' and pain Gave him game for certain Thats why its curtains at his murder if you get him worked up I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers actin' tougher Had enough of Isolating myself in a room Writing poems for songs doin' the same in school Now look what he became a fool Cause he learned how to sustain his two And obtain fame from you Living hard but still Julliard A god walks and ain't spent a day in a pew Regardless of this I draw visual pictures when a nigga vents So welcome to the art department [Eminem] It's all psychologic, why am I so maniacal? Am I a psycho or some kind of psychotic shtick? Or am I truly psychotic? Or my molecules just diabolical Cause biologically, I defy logic By golly, haul me off on a trolly Probably want a quack, or I'm back on that whacky tobacca I'mma step away from crack, Obie smacked the shit out of me I'm so slap happy, man, slap me back to reality I'm a walking art gallery, a science museum Elephantitis of the nuts, you'd probably die if you see them I pull them out, they hit the ground and probably crack the cement I need an ambulance, I can't just put them back in my pants
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