Heltah Skeltah - Therapy Lyrics
Intro: ruck*snoring*Bring in the next patient (the patient is sleeping)Bring in his chart (the doctor will see you now)How you doin, lets see what we have hereMy name is dr. killpatientAnd Im your psychosssssigmathetamasochisticVerse one: rock, ruckAll i, seem to, think about is violenceIt doesnt matter if Im dead sober or Im bentIts strange, Im not insane or at least I dont think soOr am i? you think so doc, truthfully I dont knowSo what do I do I go to my crew and ask for helpBut they aint no help, they go through the same shit they damn selfSo I look deep into the mind of a crookThen out of nowhere I envision two right hooksAww damn, again goes this shit iCant get out of this cycle, dish one got me whippedFrom the thought of a brain bashing, doctor stop meBefore I blow my mother*****in top gSee that leather sofa over there? yeahSit back with this six-pack and a spliffThat have your mind twisted while we chit-chat I like thatI think that, we should start with the session uh-huhBut before we begin let me ask you a few questions uh-huhHave you been touched the wrong way? nahInvolved in gun play yeahThe town let me guess acquited like you was o.j. how you know?Typical black life you jack knifes under a sea biscuitGet specific an stop *****in around wit that crack rock yo I dont smoke dozeYes you do duke I can tellCuz you actin funny, like when blacks get moneyBrummy jazz only married to jawanaAnd instead of helping youre getting me heated like a saunaJust trying to get into your headPardon the way I treat youTell me bout your scar, did your momma beat you nah man***** the mystery duke tell me your historyYoure pissin me offPlus the time keep on clippin seeChorus:I need a doctor to give me some therapyI need a doctor to check my, my brainVerse two: rock, ruckAs I think back, to the ninetiesThats when life got extra grimyMultiplied with a fleet behind meWasnt smart to try me, physical fam gave less than aWhich added on to eighties anger tearing through my inner(now were gettin somewhere, yah) its all becoming clearI always feared I have to play the rear til I was outta hereThats when I flipped out and became a planeThat transform into a robot rokk da kids was his name(one of them decep niggaz) yup takin dope clothes and then someI bend some (did you have any legal source of income? )I said farewell to welfare crazy long agoThey want you to work for them peanuts nowMan you need a shrink if you think ima go (huh)Then any thoughts and hopes of rehabilitationWere chilled when I lost my nigga phil its been downhillEver since, and aint nobody helpin meSo I came to you, the doctor killpatients for therapyChorusVerse three: ruckBust the prognosis, better yet duke have a dosageOf prescribed poetry that people perceive as potentIve been goin through your file and I found a conclusionThat you destined to be the best in this world of confusionYou lose when you fall victim to evil waysI know crime pays but the rhyme slays nowadaysTake two of these and if you have a problem at allIm on call twenty-four hours to brawl, word is bondChorusThis is my number, yaknowhatimsayin4-9-5-nevermind-nevermindChorusBut you that undisputed, and now you theraputicBootcampian championChorusThe undisputed, with theraputicBootcampian champion, r-o-c, therapyChorus: *until fades*
