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 what we have
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 so Doc, truthfully you don't know

So do I do, I go to my crew and ask for help
But they ain't no help, they go through the same shit damn self
So I look into the mind of a crook
out of nowhere I envision two right hooks

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

See that leather over there? Sit back with this six pack
And a spliff that have your mind twisted 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 acquitted like you was O.J.
Typical black life you jack knifes under a sea
Get specific an stop fuckin' around wit that rock

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

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

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

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

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

One of them Decep
Yup, takin' clothes and then some, I bend some
Did you have any 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 of rehabilitation
Were chilled I lost my nigga Phil it's been downhill
Ever and ain't nobody helpin' me
So I to you, the Dr. Killpatients for therapy

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

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

You lose you fall victim to evil ways
I know crime but the rhyme slays nowadays
Take two of these and if you 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 me some therapy
I need a doctor to check my, my

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