Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

Bring in the next
The is sleeping
in his chart
The doctor see you now

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

All I, to, think about is violence
It matter if I'm dead, sober or I'm bent
It's strange, I'm not or at least I don't think so
Or am I? You think so Doc, truthfully you 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 damn
So I look deep the mind of a crook
Then out of I envision two right hooks

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then any thoughts and of rehabilitation
Were chilled when I lost my nigga Phil it's been
Ever since and nobody 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, yet Duke have a dosage
Of prescribed poetry that people perceive as
been goin' through your file and I found a conclusion
That you destined to be the in this world of confusion

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

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

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

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