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estabon - musical therapy lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1: estabon]
i’m not myself right na, i’m not myself right na
n-ggas betta come correct or witness death right na
they saw the specs and thought they could flex, now they in a mess
cuz at best, i keep the steel ain’t talkin thefts
wrong n-gga to f-ck wit, smoke a n-gga like dutches
yea the clip is banana, ain’t talkin’ republic
this ain’t often my subject, matter when i’m rappin’
i’ve never been one to talk cuz b-tch i’m bout dat action
my upbringing was tragic, seen dead bodies in plastic
now my life in motion, and the haters wanna bash it
always dimes on my hip like the p-ssing came from magic
we’ll be fine in a minute once the world hear me rappin’
hollered at my n-gga fo, told him spit a flow
from da west side of da go, po me up a fo
if you wanna stay around don’t play around
cuz i know clowns that’ll spray ya town
this all fact no actin clown, take the first step and i’ll take the mile

[hook: estabon]
i said f-ck all my enemies, my musical therapy

[verse 2: estabon]
cannon ball, cannon ball, can’t be scared to cannon ball
divin’ in da deep, dig deep you can have it all
is this an illusion, my confusion is amusin’
cuz even when there’s chaos i’m refusing to be losin’
i prayed fa success so shouldn’t i expect this?
was made fa da jets so shouldn’t i propel quick?
if you saw what i saw, you would grab the sawed off
paranoid thoughts had me thinkin’ like a mob boss
had a bright mind cuz dem people cut da lights off
claiming dat the gas next, landlord wanna p-ss threats
but i wasn’t phased by the drama and da pettiness
haters worried about him and i’m prayin’ for some negligence
in my biz they meddling, will not let da devil in
they be playin’ foul need to whistle like the kettle can
been to h-ll and back, but it made me even hotter
back against the wall, but it helped me with my posture

[hook: estabon]
i said f-ck all my enemies, my musical therapy

- estabon lyrics

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