Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

[Dead
Yeah,this muthafuckin Dead boy up in this
Yo,got my muthafuckin nigga Esham ready to kick shit for you hoes

Walkin on the flatlines with the razor blade
Rumblin with the ace of spade is where the wicket are made
I really feel like
I just can't with the pressures of life
So I walk with the bloody butcher knife
Therapy,man I need some therapy cause ain't nobody me
I ain't got no cause no one cares for me
it into to darkness I'm beyond that and pass that
Once I a flashback
and that's yo ass
Black Devil get a shovel,grave
How you figure you kill a dead nigga
You gon kill a dead
Bloody body baby bloody man I'm nutty he thought
Nine dead bodies and I got caught
Walk the flatlines,man I walk the
And dead body chalk lines me walk lines
I don't lines .45 slug to my mind

I feel I'm on the
Man I some therapy

Boy talking]

I'm having thoughts
Brain cells dead the coma
My aroma dead rotten gone but not forgotten
Seems like you
Man I took one
Now I lay me to sleep body hot rot
Got no love I was a toddler
Now I bullets for fun playin games with the gun
Hope I spit up,get up,throw up,mind up
I told my teacher I want to be like when I grow up
Now I got a block got the pussy hammer cocked
Tick tock and ya don't stop the pussy pop
To the break of dawn,to the of dawn
again it's on
.357 chrome plated to my
Now I know you want to know knowing what I'm knowing
If