(Intro - Phyzical) Yeah, we got one... Aiyo...Thurapy, let it run... Let the run baby... Let's Go, it...
(Verse 1 - Phyzical) I motivated, I ain't tryna be like you, but I get money... I live and breathe this rap dude, I'm a hustla... 9 to 5 to survive, and I got two daughters so I'm stay alive, Phyzical is blowin' up and gettin' famous (famous), now everybody to know our business, all of a we got 99 cousins, and dozens... I'm like fuck it! I ain't budgin'... I from givin' out CD's for free, to up on Myspace and mp3's, my try to contact me, they tell me that boyfriends are jammin' my beats, I tryna follow in the footsteps of my dad, I'm tryna give my the life that I never had, a message to my father... You can my ass! cause I'm the fuckin' definition of a man, my blood, my sweat, and my go into rappin'... from bein' in the studio to non-stop (hustlin')... and is what I do for a livin'... if you gotta fuckin' problem, it down and go frame it! I'm a lyrical scientist, a fuckin' genius (genius), the industry, I bleed this (bleed this), I went pushin' pallet jacks at Wal-Mart, my job, bought a studio, and now I'm livin' large, of this rap shit came overnight, I worked so hard, and my life, so what you about that? Tryna make a livin'... I know all about that, motivated!
(Chorus - Thurapy) Yeah! 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 nothing is gonna stop me! (Yeah!) And that's the motivation I with thru the door, I my life on the road, When you been to the bottom only one way to go, And thats where I'm tomorrow!
(Verse 2 - Thurapy) Yeah... You see homey I succeed I gotta do me, workin 9 to 5, Monday thru Friday thats not me, I been hustlin' 1987 to present, And I ain't stoppin til I'm ridin tinted like a president, From rags to riches, From girls to bitches, From no to dishes, From broken bones to stitches, I done been thru it, lived it, But that was in the past man, Now it's time to blow the scene like the Taliban, I you all before we livin life in the fast lane, Bitch we been broken up for but you still remember my last name, I'm on a money mission with no time for drama, I keep my peaces a Buddha.... like Ramachandra, We be doe like "whoa", Ridin to the yellin "fuck a label", We be independent still we all the internet, So damn we be capable of major checks, I remember when, They would tell me back then, Why the you rappin, It ain't gonna happen, They tried to tell me I'm not practical, Well I was passionate now who looks the asshole?, See I'm no stranger to I've dealt wit it all my life, Even my fuckin faggot father deserted and his wife, I hope that stupid prick is hearin every that I say, And if you hear me just on this line I'm flippin you da bird... HEY! I never been a so I don't know what it feel like, I know what I'm wit my life it just feels right, Everybody has a set purpose on Earth, And if mine is music then for me that works, Playa I am the auction and you are one sale, You see I am the prison and you are the jail, I'm tryna say is I am kind of a big deal'a, And I'll kick ass like Anderson Silva!
(Chorus - Thurapy) I'm too focused to fail, I'm too 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 it 'cos nothing is gonna stop me! (Yeah!) And that's the motivation I walk with the door, I live my on the road, When you been to the bottom theres one way to go, And where I'm heading tomorrow!
I'm too focused to fail, I'm too to be wrong, I'm too brave to bail, I'm too live to be gone, I'm too to be hated, I'm too hated to be loved, But fuck it nothing is gonna stop me! (Yeah!) And that's the motivation I walk with 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!