[Hook: Therapy]
I pray to God - protect my life (x8)
[Verse 1:Therapy]
It seems like everyday another n***a pa** away
Partner saying pa** the 'K
Send him off to pastor Dae
Bow our heads and then we pray, that we see another day
They done let me out that cell, all that money mama paid
I looked at my cell mate
And I told him keep it sane
Do that time and hold your head
I'll meet you outside that gate
Help me lord to find a way
Cause they got us bound in chains
Proclamation was a lie, to this day we all are slaves
And it don't even matter background or your race
But we notice everyday another n***a hit the grave
So I bow my head
Get on my knees and pray
I don't wanna be another n***a laying in the grave
I don't wanna be another picture on a shirt
I dont wanna be buried in dirt, six feet underneath the turf
I don't wanna be inside a box inside a church
I don't want a candle lighting 'til it's time to leave this earth
[Hook: Therapy]
[Verse 2: Therapy]
I'll never die by the hands of another man
Machete by my side like I'm in the motherland
These crackers k**ing us, in the name of Uncle Sam
They cotton soft let's show them what we do to little lambs
We really slaves so they got the shackles on our hands
I'm bound to it, breaking free is everybody plan
They never liked Obama cause he is a black man
So they k** Americans and blame it all on Pakistan
(fu*k THAT) my mama raised me to never be a b**h
Pops told me don't grab a gun
Beat these n***as with your fist
Shooting star lets make a wish
Wish I wish a n***a would
f** the world, k** em all
We would do it if we could
Last year I was staring down the barrel of a gun
Back against wall I ain't even have a place to run
I was face to face with the reaper looking in my eyes
Since that day I always pray, please lord protect my life
[Hook/Outro: Therapy]