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Текст песни Cormega - Therapy

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To ease the mind I analyze between lines I vandalize With rhymes, when I recite I hold the mic like a nineI design like a composerBlow you like a soldierVocal mind? with the smoothness, move with composureGrab a mic n` set it like I`m wettin` su`n` with my heaterMC`s get wet cuz they be sweatin my procedureCrimes I design remove stressLike buddah bless in the projects I choose to repMy complex like geometry, blessed like ganja beIf I die, live niggaz gunshots`ll honor meProperly, I be droppin these lime life philosophiesCriminology, it`s just a ghetto nigga prophecyI got to be laid back, empower propertySports cars, dogs, and a yard lots of treesQuite possibly I might even chop a ki`Cuz even when I chill the D`s are still clockin` meRookies on their fours havin` wet dreams of knockin` meSee me jumpin` out the mean Lex, a street odysseySo vex they follow me son, my policy, here to make minessorta like rhyme is a robbery, I take minesThere ain`t a mother fucka stoppin` me Rhymes like these, leave ya` mind at ease(*scratching*)Just...Just...Just...Just....Just listen to the man on the micI`m sagittarius, the archer, live breed, Dimes leave keys to they apartmentI snipe mc`s like a marksmanHeat of a arson And I`ll freeze ya` mind like a breeze from the ArcticSeize like the narcstersWhen on stage I feel weak, you breathe out ya` nostrilsYou seek enlightment you can be my discipleSon I don`t wanna be in Queens house with my booStressed out because case supreme might indict youI do what I got to do survive I`ve slung jums n` bottlesTouched blood money, bust guns with hollowsA man child command crowds in smooth apparelWrite quite elustrious n` live like a pharaohMy destiny`s to spread my wings like a sparrowMy pen`s addicted to men who`ve been convictedEvery housin` projects I`ve repped the realnessSon I sit down with convicts, deal wit` killers, chill wit` dealersI ain`t really feelin` niggaz rhymes these daysI coincide each phrase to write so deep my line`s engravedLike a gemstar inside a plateI`m tryin to live cuz I`mma die one dayIf Crime don`t payMy currency`s defined off the rhymes I sayI`mma po-et due to my respect of Bigs` assassinationI rep NYC with no kingly aspirationMy feet stand on pavement once felt by Perry Mason`Cuz self-preservation is the first law of natureI clutch a M-I-C while semi- squeezeRhymes like these, leave ya` mind at ease (*scratching*) Just...Just...Just...Just Listen...Just...Listen...Listen...Just...Listen to the man on the mic...Just...Just listen...Just listen...Just...Listen to the man on the mic...Listen...Listen...Listen to the man on the mic (*end scratch*)

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