Testo Therapy - Masta Killa feat. Method Man & Redman
Testo della canzone Therapy (Masta Killa feat. Method Man & Redman), tratta dall'album Loyalty Is Royalty
Yo, I gotta be around this music, it's therapeutic
The first fresh thoughts of the day are so clear
When I walk, in my head, there's a voice that talks
In my ear, I can hear so clear, you think I'm buggin', right?
I'm just contemplatin' decidin' on how to flow this
Out to the West side, my Killa Cali gangstas ride
And get they head right, yo, son, I'm on the next flight in
Twist somethin' tight, I'm guaranteed to write a hit song
Before we reach, throw the instrumental on
And watch this word pattern and speech
Men form, military armed, ready to swarm
Get your party on, drinks is on the house tonight
Ladies lookin' right, atmosphere nice and warm
We backstage like a hundred thieves strong
Ghost want the red light on before we get on
A hour's too short to rock, we got a million songs
Oh yeah, this real nice right here, Kill Kill
Oh yeah?
Oh yeah, I'm feelin' this one right here
Yeah, okay
So, it's my turn to sit in the chair?
Indeed, my brother
Aight, let's go
Yo, I gotta be around this music, it's therapeutic
Light my first blunt of the day to start the movement
I'm sittin' in the room with a view
There's always room for improvement
So I grab my coat and go and prove it
Just me against the world, you can find me in the streets
You don't spot me in the lobby, probably find me in a freak
Cop a 'Rari, the lobby and the linin' of my seats
Tryna put me in a lineup 'til I wind up in the beast
That's the belly, how dare they try to tell me when to eat
With a plate of food barely in my reach
My team shoot dice, we used to shoot skelly in the streets
Wear the same Pelle Pelle's for a week, but now we livin' life
It's such a good life, I wish that I could live it twice
I'll probably make the same wiz my wife
It's Wu-Tang Clan, always collect cheddar
Proper education always correct errors
Yeah, Killa House in the buildin'
You all ready, nigga?
Ayo, peace to my brothers from Now Justice
Yes sir, nigga
Good lookin', nigga, for real
Yo, bananas, Redman so gorilla
Chi-Town know I'm pimpin' the mic, nigga
One hit and chicks follow me like Twitter
Crack when I talk, I light the mic stem up
The fiends hit it, chicks swing with it
I box niggas in like Don King did it
Sixteens I write, it seems so vivid
My notebooks, I'm lettin' eBay bid it
I get dough, bad pair for the sick flow
My weed more greener than Lou Ferrigno
My right-hand man hand on the pistol
I crack these squares up like Nabisco
Oh, look at me, I'm lightweight
But with a heart that peel back your white meat
Your wifey want me to make her wifey
Hit it, make the bitch hyphy at high speed
Doc
Credits
Writer(s): Clifford Smith, Reggie Noble, Elgin Evander Turner, Felix Rovira
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