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 name is Dr.
And I'm psychosssssigmathetamasochistic

All I, seem to, think is violence
It matter if I'm dead, sober 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 and ask for help
But they ain't no help, they go through the same they damn self
So I look deep into the mind of a
out of nowhere I envision two right hooks

Aw damn, again goes this I
Can't get out of cycle, dish one got me whipped
the thought of a brain bashing, Doctor stop me
Before I my motherfuckin' top G

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

Have you been the wrong way? Involved in gun play
The let me guess acquitted like you was O.J.
Typical black life you jack knifes a sea biscuit
Get an stop fuckin' around wit that crack rock

Yes, you do Duke I can
you actin' funny, like when blacks get money
Brummy jazz only 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 'bout your scar, did your momma you
Fuck the mystery, tell me your history
You're pissin' me off, plus the time on clippin' see

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

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

Now we're gettin somewhere, yah, it's all clear
I always feared I have to play the rear 'til I was outta
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' clothes and then some, I bend some
Did you have any source of income?
I said farewell to welfare crazy ago
They want you to work for them now
Man you a shrink if you think I'ma go

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

I need a to give 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
I've been through your file and I found a conclusion
That you destined to be the best in this world of

You lose when you victim to evil ways
I know crime pays but the rhyme slays
two of these and if you have a problem at all
I'm on call 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 doctor to give me therapy
I need a doctor to my, my brain

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