Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

Bring in the next
The is sleeping
Bring in his
The will see you now

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

All I, seem to, about is violence
It doesn't matter if I'm dead, sober or I'm
It's strange, I'm not insane or at least I think so
Or am I? You so Doc, truthfully 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 the same shit they damn self
So I look into 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
From the thought of a brain bashing, stop me
Before I my motherfuckin' top G

See that leather sofa over there? Sit with this six pack
And a spliff that have mind 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 a sea biscuit
Get specific an stop around wit that crack rock

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

trying to get into your 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 keep on clippin' see

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

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

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

One of Decep niggaz
Yup, takin' dope clothes and some, I bend some
Did you have any source of income?
I said farewell to crazy long ago
They want you to work for peanuts now
Man you need a shrink if you I'ma go

Then any thoughts and of rehabilitation
Were chilled when I lost my nigga Phil it's downhill
since and ain't nobody helpin' me
So I came to you, the Dr. for therapy

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

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

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

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

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

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