Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

Bring in the next
The patient is
in his chart
The will see you now

How you doin, let's see what we have
My name is Dr.
And I'm your

All I, seem to, think about is
It doesn't matter if I'm dead, sober or I'm
It's strange, I'm not insane or at least I don't so
Or am I? You think so Doc, you don't know

So what do I do, I go to my crew and ask for
But they ain't no help, they go through the same shit they self
So I deep into the mind of a crook
Then out of nowhere I envision two hooks

Aw damn, again goes this I
Can't get out of cycle, dish one got me whipped
From the thought of a brain bashing, Doctor me
Before I my motherfuckin' top G

See that leather sofa over there? Sit with this six pack
And a that have your mind twisted while we chit chat
I think that, we start with the session
But before we let me ask you a few questions

Have you been the wrong way? Involved in gun play
The town let me guess acquitted you was O.J.
Typical black life you jack knifes under a sea
Get specific an fuckin' around wit that crack rock

Yes, you do I can tell
'Cuz you actin' funny, like when get money
Brummy only married to Jawana
And instead of helping you're getting me heated like a

Just trying to get into your head, the way I treat you
Tell me 'bout scar, did your momma beat you
Fuck the mystery, Duke tell me your
You're pissin' me off, plus the time on clippin' see

I need a doctor to give me therapy
I need a doctor to check my, my

As I think back, to the nineties, that's life got extra grimy
Multiplied with a fleet me, wasn't smart to try me
Physical fam less than a
Which added on to eighties anger tearing my inner

Now we're gettin somewhere, yah, it's all becoming
I always feared I have to play the 'til I was outta here
That's when I flipped out and became a
That transform a robot Rokk Da Kids was his name

One of them niggaz
Yup, takin' dope clothes and some, I bend some
Did you have any legal source of
I farewell to welfare crazy long ago
They want you to work for them now
Man you a shrink if you think I'ma go

Then any thoughts and of rehabilitation
Were chilled I lost my nigga Phil it's been downhill
Ever since and ain't helpin' me
So I came to you, the Dr. Killpatients for

I need a doctor to give me some
I need a doctor to check my, my

Bust the prognosis, better yet have a dosage
Of prescribed poetry that people perceive as
I've been goin' through your file and I a conclusion
That you destined to be the best in world of confusion

You lose when you fall to evil ways
I know pays but the rhyme slays nowadays
Take two of these and if you a problem at all
I'm on call twenty four hours to brawl, is bond

I need a to give me some therapy
I need a doctor to my, my brain

I need a to give me some therapy
I a doctor to check my, my brain

I need a to give me some therapy
I need a doctor to my, my brain
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