Heltah Skeltah — Therapy
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Therapy Heltah Skeltah04:33
Текст песни: Therapy
Therapy Lyrics[Intro: Ruck, Vinia Mojica, and Rock] Ruck: Bring in the next patient Vinia Mojica: The patient is sleeping Ruck: Bring me his chart Vinia Mojica: The doctor will see you now Ruck: How you doing, my man? Let’s see what we have here. My name is Dr. Killpatient, and I’m your psychosssssigmathetamasochistic. Rockness Monsta Rock: Hey, what’s up, doc? Ayyo, doc, here’s the problem here [Verse 1: Rock] All I seem to think about is violence It doesn’t matter if I’m dead-sober or I’m bent It’s strange. I’m not insane or at least I don’t think so Or am I? You think so, doc? Truthfully, I don’t know So what do I do? I go to my crew and ask for help, but They ain’t no help, they go through the same shit their damn self So I look deep into the mind of A crook, then, out of nowhere, I envision two right hooks Aww damn, again goes this shit, I Can’t get out of this cycle, this one got me whipped On the thought of a brain bashing. Doctor, stop me Before I blow my motherfucking top, G [Verse 2: Ruck and (Rock)] See that leather Sofa over there? (Yeah). Sit back with this six-pack And a spliff that’ll have your mind twisted while we chit-chat (I like this) I think that we should start with the session (Uh huh) But before we begin, let me ask you a few questions: (Uh huh) have you been Touched the wrong way? (Nah). Involved in gun play? (Yeah) Get time? Let me guess: acquitted like you was O.J.? (How’d you know?) Typical black life, you jackknife son of a sea biscuit Get specific and stop fucking around with that crack rock (Yo, I don’t smoke jumbs). Yes you do, duke, I can tell ‘Cause you’re acting funny like when blacks get money (Bummy Jab’s only married to Juana, and instead of helping) (You’re getting me heated like a sauna). Just trying To get into your head Pardon the way I treat ya Tell me ‘bout your scar. Did your mama beat ya? (Nah, man) Fuck the mystery, duke. Tell me your history You’re pissing me off, plus the time keep on slipping, see? [Hook: Vinia Mojica] I need a doctor to give me some therapy I need a doctor to check my, my brain [Verse 3: Rock and (Ruck)] As I Think back to the ‘90s, that’s when life got Extra grimy, multiplied with a fleet behind me, wasn’t smart To try me, physical fam gave less than a… Which added on to ‘80s anger tearing through my inner (Now we’re getting somewhere, yeah). It’s all becoming clear I always feared I’d have to play the rear ‘til I was outta here That’s when I flipped out and became a plane that trans- -formed into a robot, “Rock Da Kids” was his name. (One of them) (Decept’ niggas?) Yep, taking dope clothes and then some I bent some. (Did you have any legal source of income?) I said Farewell to welfare crazy long ago. They want you To work for them peanuts now, and you need a shrink if you think I’ma go (Huh) Then any thoughts and hopes of rehabilitation Were killed when I lost my nigga Phil. It’s been downhill Ever since, and ain’t nobody helping me, so I came to you, the Dr. Killpatients, for therapy [Hook: Vinia Mojica] I need a doctor to give me some therapy I need a doctor to check my, my brain [Verse 4: Ruck] What’s the Prognosis? Better yet, duke, have a dosage Of prescribed poetry that people perceive as potent I’ve been going through your file and I found, in conclusion That you’re destined to be the best in this world of confusion You lose when you fall victim to evil ways. I know Crime pays, but the rhyme slays nowadays Take two of these, and if you have a problem at all, I’m On call twenty-four hours to brawl, word is bond [Hook (Overlapped with Outro): Vinia Mojica] (x7) I need a doctor to give me some therapy I need a doctor to check my, my brain [Outro (Overlapped with Hook): Ruck and Rock] Ruck: This is my number, ya know’m saying? 4-9-5-Nevermind-Nevermind, but you the undisputed, and now you’re therapeutic Boot Campion champion. Come on, man Rock: Can’t get with me and give me my damn money back Ruck: The undisputed with therapeutic Boot Camp champion, R-O-C Rock: Check my brain, check my brain Ruck: Therapy Rock: I need therapy. Ayyo, man, don’t fuck with that doctor, son. That nigga ain’t shit, man. He crazy his goddamn self Ruck: You know karate, but I know c-razy. Therapeutic and undisputed
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