Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

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

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

All I, seem to, about is violence
It doesn't matter if I'm dead, or I'm bent
It's strange, I'm not insane or at least I 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, they go through the same shit they damn
So I deep into the mind of a crook
Then out of I envision two right hooks

Aw damn, again goes this I
Can't get out of this cycle, one got me whipped
From the 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 that have 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 been touched the wrong way? in gun play
The town let me guess like you was O.J.
Typical black life you jack under a sea biscuit
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 of helping you're getting me heated like a sauna

trying to get into your head, pardon the way I treat you
Tell me your scar, did your momma beat you
Fuck the mystery, Duke tell me your
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 back, to the nineties, that's when life got extra grimy
Multiplied with a behind me, wasn't smart to try me
Physical fam gave less a
Which added on to eighties anger tearing my inner

Now we're somewhere, yah, it's all becoming clear
I always feared I have to the rear '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 then some, I some
Did you have any legal of income?
I said to welfare crazy long ago
They want you to for them peanuts now
Man you a shrink if you think I'ma go

Then any and hopes of rehabilitation
Were chilled when I lost my Phil it's been downhill
Ever since and ain't nobody me
So I came to you, the Dr. Killpatients for

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

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

You when you fall victim to evil ways
I know crime pays but the rhyme slays
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 doctor to give me some
I need a to check my, my brain

I need a doctor to give me some
I need a 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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