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 here
My is Dr. Killpatient
And I'm your

All I, seem to, think is violence
It doesn't if I'm dead, sober or I'm bent
strange, I'm not insane 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 and ask for help
But they ain't no help, go through the same shit they damn self
So I look deep into the of a crook
Then out of nowhere I two right hooks

Aw damn, again goes this I
get out of this cycle, dish one got me whipped
From the of a brain bashing, Doctor stop me
I blow my motherfuckin' top G

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

Have you been touched the wrong Involved in gun play
The town let me guess acquitted 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 I can tell
'Cuz you actin' funny, like when blacks get
Brummy jazz married to Jawana
And instead of you're getting me heated like a sauna

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

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

As I think back, to the nineties, that's when life got extra
with a fleet behind me, wasn't smart to try me
Physical fam less 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
when I flipped out and became a plane
That transform into a robot Rokk Da Kids was his

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

Then any and hopes of rehabilitation
Were chilled when I lost my nigga Phil been downhill
Ever and ain't 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, better yet Duke have a
Of prescribed poetry people perceive as potent
I've been goin' through file and I found a conclusion
That you destined to be the best in this world of

You lose you fall victim to evil ways
I crime pays but the rhyme slays 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 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 to check my, my brain
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