(Intro - Phyzical) Yeah, we got one... Aiyo...Thurapy, let it run... Let the run baby... Go, Check it...
(Verse 1 - Phyzical) I stay motivated, I tryna be like you, but I get money... I and breathe this rap shit dude, I'm a hustla... 9 to 5 to survive, and I got two daughters so I'm stay alive, Phyzical Thurapy is blowin' up and famous (famous), now everybody wants to 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 up on Myspace and mp3's, my try to contact me, they me that their boyfriends are jammin' my beats, I tryna follow in the footsteps of my dad, I'm give my kids the life that I never had, a message to my father... You can my ass! cause I'm the definition of a real man, my blood, my sweat, and my go into rappin'... from bein' in the studio to hustlin' (hustlin')... and this is 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 from pushin' jacks at Wal-Mart, quit my job, bought a studio, and now I'm large, none of rap shit came overnight, I worked so hard, and my life, so what you know about Tryna make a livin'... I know all that, stayin' motivated!
(Chorus - Thurapy) Yeah! I'm too focused to fail, I'm too 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 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 theres one way to go, And thats I'm heading tomorrow!
(Verse 2 - Thurapy) Yeah... You see homey I gotta I gotta do me, 'Cos workin 9 to 5, thru Friday thats not me, I been hustlin' 1987 to present, And I stoppin til I'm ridin tinted black like a president, From to riches, From good girls to bitches, From no food to dishes, From broken to stitches, I done thru it, lived thru it, But that was in the past man, Now it's to blow the music scene like the Taliban, I told you all before we life in the fast lane, Bitch we been broken up for years but you still my last name, I'm on a money makin mission with no for drama, I keep my like a Buddha.... like Ramachandra, We be doe like "whoa", to the bank yellin "fuck a label", We be still we all over 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 me I'm not being practical, I was passionate now who looks like the asshole?, See I'm no to doubt I've dealt wit it all my life, Even my fuckin faggot deserted kids and his wife, I hope that stupid prick is every word that I say, And if you hear me just know on this I'm flippin you da bird... HEY! I never been a hater so I don't what it feel like, I know what I'm doin wit my life it feels right, Everybody has a set purpose on Earth, And if mine is makin then for me that works, I am the auction 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 I'll kick your ass Anderson Silva!
(Chorus - Thurapy) 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 is gonna stop me! (Yeah!) And that's the motivation I walk thru the door, I live my on the road, When you to the bottom theres 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 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 stop me! (Yeah!) And that's the I walk with thru the door, I live my on the road, When you been to the bottom only one way to go, And thats where I'm tomorrow!