Bring in the next The patient is Bring in his 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, think is violence It doesn't matter if I'm dead, or I'm bent It's strange, I'm not or at least I don't think so Or am I? You so Doc, truthfully you don't know
So do I do, I go to my crew and ask for help But they ain't no help, they go the same shit they damn self So I deep into the mind of a crook Then out of nowhere I envision two hooks
Aw damn, again this 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 there? Sit back with this six pack And a spliff that your mind 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 touched the wrong way? Involved in gun play The let me guess acquitted like you was O.J. Typical life you jack knifes under a sea biscuit Get specific an fuckin' around wit that crack rock
Yes, you do Duke I can 'Cuz you actin' funny, when blacks get money jazz only married to Jawana And instead of you're getting me heated like a sauna
Just trying to get into head, pardon the way I treat you Tell me your scar, did your momma beat you the mystery, Duke tell me your history You're pissin' me off, plus the time 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, that's when life got extra Multiplied with a fleet behind me, wasn't to try me Physical fam gave than a Which added on to eighties anger through my inner
Now we're somewhere, yah, it's all becoming clear I always I have to play the rear 'til I was outta here That's when I out and became a plane That transform into a robot Rokk Da was his name
One of them Decep Yup, takin' dope clothes and some, I bend some Did you any legal source of income? I said to welfare crazy long ago They want you to work for them now Man you need a shrink if you think go
Then any thoughts and hopes of Were chilled when I lost my nigga Phil been downhill Ever since and ain't helpin' me So I came to you, the Dr. for therapy
I need a doctor to me some therapy I need a doctor to my, my brain
Bust the prognosis, better yet have a dosage Of prescribed poetry that people as potent been goin' through your file and I found a conclusion That you destined to be the best in this of confusion
You lose when you fall victim to evil I know pays but the rhyme slays nowadays Take two of these and if you have a at all I'm on twenty four hours to brawl, word is bond
I need a doctor to give me therapy I need a doctor to check my, my
I need a to give me some therapy I need a doctor to my, my brain
I need a doctor to give me some I need a doctor to my, my brain ...