(Intro - Phyzical) Yeah, we got one... Aiyo...Thurapy, let it run... Let the run baby... Go, Check it...
(Verse 1 - Phyzical) I motivated, I ain't tryna be like you, but I get money... I live and this rap shit dude, I'm a hustla... 9 to 5 to survive, and I got two so I'm tryna stay alive, Phyzical Thurapy is blowin' up and gettin' (famous), now wants to know our business, all of a we got 99 cousins, dozens and dozens... I'm fuck it! I ain't budgin'... I went from givin' out for free, to blowin' up on and mp3's, my try to contact me, tell me that their boyfriends are jammin' my beats, I ain't tryna follow in the of my dad, I'm tryna give my kids the life that I had, a to my father... You can kiss my ass! cause I'm the fuckin' of a real man, my blood, my sweat, and my tears go rappin'... from bein' in the to non-stop hustlin' (hustlin')... and is what I do for a livin'... if you gotta fuckin' problem, write it down and go it! I'm a lyrical scientist, a mother fuckin' (genius), the industry, I bleed this (bleed this), I went from pushin' pallet at Wal-Mart, quit my job, a studio, and now I'm livin' large, of this rap shit came overnight, I so hard, and dedicated my life, so what you know about that? Tryna a livin'... I all about that, stayin' motivated!
(Chorus - Thurapy) Yeah! I'm too to fail, I'm too right to be wrong, I'm too brave to just bail, I'm too to be gone, I'm too loved to be hated, I'm too to be loved, But fuck it 'cos nothing is stop me! (Yeah!) And that's the motivation I walk thru the door, I my life on the road, When you been to the bottom theres one way to go, And where I'm heading tomorrow!
(Verse 2 - Thurapy) Yeah... You see homey I gotta I gotta do me, 'Cos workin 9 to 5, Monday Friday thats not me, I been hustlin' since to present, And I ain't stoppin til I'm tinted black like a president, rags to riches, From good girls to bitches, From no food to dishes, From broken to stitches, I done been thru it, lived thru it, But that was in the man, Now it's time to the music scene like the Taliban, I told you all we livin life in the fast lane, Bitch we been broken up for years but you remember my last name, I'm on a money makin mission with no for drama, I my peaces like a Buddha.... like Ramachandra, We be doe like "whoa", Ridin to the yellin "fuck a label", We be still we all over the internet, So damn straight we be capable of checks, I remember back when, They would me back then, Why the hell you rappin, It gonna happen, tried to tell me I'm not being practical, Well I was now who looks like the asshole?, See I'm no stranger to doubt I've wit it all my life, Even my faggot father deserted kids and his wife, I hope that stupid prick is hearin every that I say, And if you hear me just know on line I'm flippin you da bird... HEY! I never a hater so I don't know what it feel like, I know what I'm doin wit my it just feels right, has a set purpose on this Earth, And if mine is makin music then for me works, Playa I am the and you are just one sale, You see I am the and you are just the jail, What I'm say is I am kind of a big deal'a, And kick your ass like Anderson Silva!
(Chorus - Thurapy) I'm too to fail, I'm too right to be wrong, I'm too brave to bail, I'm too live to be gone, I'm too loved to be hated, I'm too to be loved, But fuck it 'cos nothing is gonna me! (Yeah!) And that's the motivation I with thru the door, I live my on the road, When you been to the bottom only one way to go, And thats I'm heading tomorrow!
I'm too to fail, I'm too right to be wrong, I'm too to just bail, I'm too live to be gone, I'm too loved to be hated, I'm too to be loved, But fuck it 'cos nothing is stop me! (Yeah!) And that's the motivation I walk with the door, I my life on the road, When you to the bottom theres only one way to go, And where I'm heading tomorrow!