Bring in the patient The patient is in his chart 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 or at least I don't think so Or am I? You think so Doc, you don't know
So what do I do, I go to my crew and ask for But ain't no help, they go through the same shit they damn self So I look deep into the of a crook out of nowhere I envision two right hooks
Aw damn, goes this shit I Can't get out of this cycle, one got me whipped From the thought of a brain bashing, Doctor me Before I my motherfuckin' top G
See that sofa over there? Sit back with this six pack And a spliff that have your twisted while we chit chat I think that, we should start 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 knifes under a sea Get specific an stop fuckin' wit that crack rock
Yes, you do I can tell 'Cuz you funny, like when blacks get money Brummy jazz only to Jawana And instead of helping getting me heated like a sauna
Just to get into your head, pardon the way I treat you Tell me your scar, did your momma beat you the mystery, Duke tell me your history You're me off, plus the time keep on clippin' see
I need a to give me some therapy I need a doctor to check my, my
As I think back, to the nineties, that's when life got extra Multiplied a fleet behind me, wasn't smart to try me Physical fam less than a Which added on to eighties anger tearing through my
Now we're gettin somewhere, yah, it's all becoming I always feared I have to play the 'til I was outta here That's when I flipped out and a plane That transform into a robot Rokk Da was his name
One of them Decep Yup, takin' dope clothes and some, I bend some Did you have any legal source of I farewell to welfare crazy long ago They you to work for them peanuts now Man you need a shrink if you I'ma go
Then any thoughts and hopes of Were chilled I lost my nigga Phil it's been downhill Ever since and ain't nobody me So I came to you, the Dr. Killpatients for
I need a doctor to give me therapy I need a doctor to my, my brain
Bust the prognosis, yet Duke have a dosage Of prescribed that people perceive as potent I've been goin' through your and I found a conclusion you destined to be the best in this world of confusion
You lose when you fall victim to evil I know crime but the rhyme slays nowadays two of these and if you have a problem at all I'm on call twenty four hours to brawl, is bond
I a doctor to give me some therapy I need a to check my, my brain
I need a doctor to give me therapy I need a doctor to my, my brain
I need a to give me some therapy I need a to check my, my brain ...