Esham - Therapy Lyrics
[Dead Boy]Yeah,this mutha*****in Dead boy up in this *****Yo,got my mutha*****in nigga Esham ready to kick this shit for you hoes[Esham]Walkin on the flatlines fumblin with the razor bladeRumblin with the ace of spade is where the wicket rhymes are madeSometimes I really feel likeI just can't deal with the pressures of lifeSo I walk around with the bloody butcher knifeTherapy,man I need some therapy cause ain't nobody scarin meI ain't got no love cause no one cares for meSlippin it into to darkness I'm beyond that and pass thatOnce I catch a flashbackSnap and that's yo assBlack Devil get a shovel,grave diggaHow you figure you gon' kill a dead niggaYou gon kill a dead niggaBloody body baby bloody man I'm nutty what he thoughtNine dead bodies and I never got caughtWalk the flatlines,man I walk the flatlinesAnd dead body chalk lines make me walk linesI don't sniff lines .45 slug to my mindSometimeI feel I'm on the flatlineMan I need some therapy[Dead Boy talking][Esham]I'm having suicidal thoughtsBrain cells dead from the comaMy aroma dead body rotten gone but not forgottenSeems like you forgotMan I took one shotNow I lay me down to sleep body hot rotGot no love when I was a toddlerNow I swallow bullets for fun playin games with the gunHope I spit up,get up,throw up,mind blow upI told my teacher I want to be like Hitler when I grow upNow I got a mental block got the ***** hammer *****edTick tock and ya don't stop make the ***** popTo the break of dawn,to the break of dawnOnce again it's on.357 chrome plated to my domeNow I know you want to know about knowing what I'm knowingIf
