Therapist Lyrics – Omega McBride
Singer: Omega McBride
Title: Therapist
Sitting on the edge of the bed
Both of my eyes bloodshot red
Hands on top of my head
Tired from jogging are my legs
Just got the news my older brother was shot dead
Tryna remember our last conversation and what he said
He told me he got into it a little wit the Feds
It seemed somebody got to em before he would’ve fled
Pulled a gun on em, made him get on his knees and start to beg
I can already hear people taking bout the life he led
You know he sold cannabis
And admitted to gambling
Plus, he left his mother and brother
Just straight abandoned them
Too many Pitbulls
He knew that he couldn’t handle em
If not for that distraction
He wouldn’tve been assassinned
He left and since he’s been gone
He’s seldom visited home
Know that he made his grandmother
Foot the bill on his phone
Must’ve thought he was righteous
He never said he was wrong
Always worried his momma
So, this is probably karma
Bryan said he was a G and He couldn’t see how this happened
He was upset that he never seemed to support his rapping
How could he never look back
And help where his brother was lacking
None of of it’s fair
Pour liquor there
I hope he said his prayers
I probably
Therapy, Therapy, The-the-Therapy
I probably might need Therapy
Might need Therapy
Therapy, Therapy, The-the-Therapy
I probably might need Therapy
I probably
Therapy, Therapy, The-the-Therapy
I probably might need Therapy
Might need Therapy
Therapy, Therapy, The-the-Therapy
I probably might need Therapy
Reaching for my cell
I then heard a knock and bell
Got up, opened the door to my room
And then I smelled the powder of one shell
Coming from he gun held
And pointed as my mother’s only first born son fell
Yelling, “Someone HELP!”
I rushed to the front door
Saw that it was my Aunts and Uncles galore
I opened and tumbled to the floor
We huddled and roared
Crying out like lions, shouting out to the Lord
One said, “Time, why wasn’t he given more?
God is Sovereign, he knew just what was in store
A sad day, in the Thomas family tree
Never before thought about how deep
Would this tragedy be
I wonder what motivated
Someone to shoot him, in hatred
Now, his unborn niece and nephew won’t ever meet him
They’ll never get the opportunity to see how he’d treat em
Play him one on one, when they’re grown, and finally beat him”
I probably
Therapy, Therapy, The-the-Therapy
I probably might need Therapy
Might need Therapy
Therapy, Therapy, The-the-Therapy
I probably might need Therapy
I probably
Therapy, Therapy, The-the-Therapy
I probably might need Therapy
Might need Therapy
Therapy, Therapy, The-the-Therapy
I probably might need Therapy
Now, we’re at the funeral
Homegoing, as usual
The Limo outside is the only thing that seems beautiful
Placed my disbelief in a cubicle, colored it moveable
Then, pushed it back with my mental pseudo suitable cuticles
They asked me to say a prayer and not to stall
I start to cough, got me a glass of water
And drunk it all
I put my hands on the podium as I start to call
On the Lawd
But, before I could, my alarm went off
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Therapist – Terjemahan / Translation
Duduk di tepi tempat tidur
Kedua mata saya berdarah merah
Tangan di atas kepalaku
Lelah dari jogging adalah kakiku
Baru saja mendapat berita kakak saya ditembak mati
Tryna ingat percakapan terakhir kami dan apa yang dia katakan
Dia mengatakan kepada saya bahwa dia memasukkannya sedikit FBI
Tampaknya seseorang sampai pada mereka sebelum dia akan melarikan diri
Menarik pistol pada mereka, membuatnya berlutut dan mulai memohon
Saya sudah bisa mendengar orang-orang mengambil kehidupan yang dia pimpin
Anda tahu dia menjual ganja
Dan mengaku berjudi
Plus, dia meninggalkan ibu dan saudaranya
Langsung meninggalkan mereka
Terlalu banyak pitbulls.
Dia tahu bahwa dia tidak bisa menangani mereka
Jika bukan karena gangguan itu
Dia tidak akan terbunuh
Dia pergi dan karena dia sudah pergi
Dia jarang mengunjungi rumah
Tahu bahwa dia membuat neneknya
Kaki tagihan di teleponnya
Pasti mengira dia benar
Dia tidak pernah bilang dia salah
Selalu khawatir ibunya
Jadi, ini mungkin karma
Bryan mengatakan dia adalah G dan dia tidak bisa melihat bagaimana ini terjadi
Dia kesal karena dia sepertinya tidak pernah mendukung rap-nya
Bagaimana dia tidak pernah melihat ke belakang
Dan membantu di mana saudara lelakinya kurang
Tidak ada yang adil
Tuang minuman keras di sana
Saya harap dia berkata doanya
Saya mungkin
Terapi, terapi, terapi
Saya mungkin perlu terapi
Mungkin perlu terapi
Terapi, terapi, terapi
Saya mungkin perlu terapi
Saya mungkin
Terapi, terapi, terapi
Saya mungkin perlu terapi
Mungkin perlu terapi
Terapi, terapi, terapi
Saya mungkin perlu terapi
Meraih sel saya
Saya kemudian mendengar ketukan dan bel
Bangkit, membuka pintu ke kamarku
Dan kemudian saya mencium bubuk satu shell
Datang dari gunanya pistol
Dan runcing sebagai putra pertama ibu saya yang lahir jatuh
Berteriak, “seseorang membantu!”
Saya bergegas ke pintu depan
Melihat bahwa itu adalah bibiku dan paman berlimpah
Saya membuka dan jatuh ke lantai
Kami merenggut dan meraung
Menangis seperti singa, berteriak kepada Tuhan
Seseorang berkata, “Waktunya, mengapa dia tidak memberi lebih banyak?
Tuhan berdaulat, dia tahu apa yang ada di toko
Hari yang menyedihkan, di pohon keluarga Thomas
Tidak pernah lagi memikirkan seberapa dalam
Akankah tragedi ini
Saya ingin tahu apa yang dimotivasi
Seseorang untuk menembaknya, dengan kebencian
Sekarang, keponakan dan keponakannya yang belum lahir tidak akan pernah bertemu dengannya
Mereka tidak akan pernah mendapatkan kesempatan untuk melihat bagaimana dia memperlakukan mereka
Mainkannya satu, ketika mereka tumbuh, dan akhirnya memukulinya ”
Saya mungkin
Terapi, terapi, terapi
Saya mungkin perlu terapi
Mungkin perlu terapi
Terapi, terapi, terapi
Saya mungkin perlu terapi
Saya mungkin
Terapi, terapi, terapi
Saya mungkin perlu terapi
Mungkin perlu terapi
Terapi, terapi, terapi
Saya mungkin perlu terapi
Sekarang, kami berada di pemakaman
Beranda, seperti biasa
Limusin di luar adalah satu-satunya hal yang tampak indah
Menempatkan ketidakpercayaan saya pada sebuah bilik, berwarna itu bergerak
Kemudian, mendorongnya kembali dengan kutikula mental saya yang cocok
Mereka meminta saya untuk mengatakan doa dan tidak berhenti
Saya mulai batuk, membuat saya segelas air
Dan minum semuanya
Saya meletakkan tangan saya di podium saat saya mulai menelepon
Pada Lawd.
Tapi, sebelum aku bisa, alarmku pergi
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Lyrics Omega McBride – Therapist
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