Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy

Bring in the patient
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, think about is
It matter if I'm dead, sober or I'm bent
It's strange, I'm not 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, they go through the shit they damn self
So I look into the mind of a crook
Then out of nowhere I envision two right

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
Before I my motherfuckin' top G

See that leather sofa over there? Sit back this six pack
And a spliff that have your mind 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? Involved in gun
The town let me acquitted like you was O.J.
Typical black you jack knifes under a sea biscuit
Get specific an stop fuckin' around wit crack rock

Yes, you do Duke I can
'Cuz you actin' funny, when blacks get money
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
Tell me 'bout your scar, did momma beat you
Fuck the mystery, Duke tell me your
You're me off, plus the time keep on clippin' see

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You lose when you fall victim to ways
I know pays but the rhyme slays nowadays
Take two of and if you have a problem 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 a doctor to give me some therapy
I need a doctor to check my, my
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