Phonk Beta - Therapy Session lyrics

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Phonk Beta - Therapy Session lyrics

Block call, Big NoLove, my n***a Sav Sicc, my n***a Bleezo Let's get it in to a Phonk Beta beat, you know what I'm saying? [Verse 1: Bleezo] I spit the [?], sick and hazardous flow Schizofrenic [?] flashing a ho [?] [Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung] Spydie's back and he's creeping around town like a Siamese cat I'ma fry these raps Me NoLove, Bleez and I need Sav (and Skitso) I got flame mane, throw up the deuce when I g**n Rippin' his guts, sippin' a cup of blood up 'Bout to get in the cut, f**ing a n***a nut up n***a, I'm serious, fast and furious Eddy Murph' delirious, sick in the brain Spittin' the dangerous flow Pullin' it out and I aim at his [?] I get pie, apple pie, Chevrolet, sever they Human anatomy, it's salt and battery Had to be every day I'm sick, need medicine, Aceterin I'm ahead of them, I'm a dead man walkin' and it's evident Gettin' bread like I'm takin' out the President It is what I said it is, I'ma be rippin' a n***a up in a head again [?] and a veteran is giving out the medicine and ever since I fed him in My sentiments exactly, to the backseat with the black heat Hit 'im in the head then I'm like a track meat 'til a n***a get back, sleep Exactly, pull a n***a cap to the backseat, get that deep then it's that eat I'ma eat people, lethal and he know, a heatseeker He's [?], please, give me the guns and them keys Give me the guns and them keys [Verse 3] [?] [Verse 4: Brotha Lynch Hung] Chop, chop to the head, leavin' him red Red, dead bodies in the bed, cleaver in hand I'm the [?] [Verse 5]