Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

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

How you doin, see what we have here
My is Dr. Killpatient
And I'm psychosssssigmathetamasochistic

All I, seem to, about is violence
It doesn't 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 don't

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

Aw damn, again this shit I
get out of this cycle, dish one got me whipped
From the thought of a bashing, Doctor stop me
Before I blow my 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 should start the session
But before we begin let me ask you a few

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 stop fuckin' around wit that rock

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

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

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

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

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

One of them Decep
Yup, dope clothes and then some, I bend some
Did you any legal source of income?
I farewell to welfare crazy long ago
want you to work for them peanuts now
Man you need a shrink if you think go

Then any and hopes of rehabilitation
Were chilled I lost my nigga Phil it's been downhill
Ever since and nobody helpin' me
So I to you, the Dr. Killpatients for therapy

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

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

You lose when you fall victim to ways
I crime pays but the rhyme slays nowadays
Take two of these and if you have a 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 check my, my

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

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