Obie Trice – Emulate Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
Obie the person that came up introverted
Cause of nervousness, that was solely the only verdict

It was worth it cause he changed, became so observant
Serving such of a purpose

If you knew him earlier in his days, it's like a different version
So much hurting and pain gave him game for certain
That's why it's curtains in this murder, if you get him worked up
I'm so assertive on these motherfuckers acting tougher
Had enough of isolating myself in a room
Writing poems and songs
, doing the same in school
Now look what he became, a fool
Cause he learned how to sustain his tool and obtain fame from you

Living hard but still Julliard
A god walks and ain't spend a day in the pew
Regardless of this I draw visual, pictures when a nigga vents
So welcome to the art department

[Verse 2: 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

[Verse 3: 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 (Help!)

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