Rygin King - Therapy

Yo, dem a crosses people yah man
Me nuh want you tell me nothing a bomboclaat
Make dem say wah dem wan' say 'bout me, enuh
You see wah me ah say?
Cah that nah go make a difference
No matter if me do or me don't
Dem still a go say, you hear that?

Me fuck up inna mi brain, me need therapy
Evil me a pree, Father help me
How me feel like a terrorist (yeah)
Me d'even trust nobody right now, a should a ten of me
Me overdose inna pain, mi pen ink a bleed
Me a put the pieces to the puzzle, G (pieces to the puzzle)
Right now me upset ya fuck, dawg, a so me feel
Cah me see dem try shatter mi hopes and dreams

'Cause when me feel mad inna mi head
Tell everybody fi nuh beg
Nuff woulda wan' fi see me dead
Me keep mi gun close and watch mi enemy dem
Me have me fair share of fucked up friends
A nuff yute daddy dead and poverty gi' dem hell
Me thank God seh me daddy wasn't one of dem
Too much sad story and me nah pretend
Me hear the psychologist a tell me say me fi vent

Hey, yo
It's been a lot and me fi start again
Working on myself
When this pain a go end?
When this pain a go end?
Hurting, but I am blessed
Searching for happiness
When this pain a go end?
When this pain, oh

When the pain a end?
Who feels it know seh anything weh gwan we can't blame dem
Family a depend
Me pour out mi heart fi mi kids, me nah fail dem
We fight fire with fire, bring the flame then
Me say a prayer 'cause the Most High a fi hear this
Me deh yah reason with the therapist
A talk how me feel and me mean it, hey

Me say me fuck up inna mi head, me need therapy
Evil me a pree, Father help me
How me feel like a terrorist
Me d'even trust nobody right now, a should a ten of me
Me overdose inna pain, mi pen ink a bleed
Me a put the pieces to the puzzle, G
Me upset ya fuck, dawg, a so me feel
Cah me see dem try shatter mi hopes and dreams

Yo, me deh ya and me mad inna mi head
Tell everybody fi nuh beg
Nuff woulda wan' fi see me dead
Me keep mi gun close and watch mi enemy dem
Me have me fair share of fucked up friends
A nuff yute daddy dead and poverty gi' dem hell
Me thank God seh me daddy wasn't one of dem
Too much sad story and me nah pretend
Me hear the psychologist a tell me say me fi vent

Yeah, dawg
It's been a lot and me fi start
Working on myself
Hurting, but I am blessed
When this pain a end?
When this pain a end?
When this pain a end?
(Hemton Music)

Written by:
Matthew Smith

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