Therapy

I'ma pull out my knife or rifle, I'm a polite psycho
It's a full out cycle of a trifle life
Cops can suck my cock if they don't like us
I hang around prospects, strikers, bikers
Cruel in a duel, a Buell fueled with nitrous
Oxide, thoughts fly by like a rock slide
Not a far cry from a glorified barfly
Horrified when you hear this warrior's war cry
Four out of five dentists recommend
That you support Swollen Members on their second wind
Get it? People get their teeth knocked in
But some of them who get dentures don't keep talking
While they're sleep walking, I'm always on their minds
Stressed cause I'm successful and on the grind
Look, no one's sick will live behind or under this
It's independent, bitch, I funded it
Does that answer your fucking question?
No one owns our shit but us
This is independent, man
Don't worry about who I hang out with, man
Just mind your own fucking business

"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Get a life"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"
"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"

I'm a juggernaut, you're not
You don't want it and you don't want us to rock your knot
You don't call us if you got some thoughts
You call us to rock the spot, demolish and pop the tops
So what's up? I don't do shit to mock you, dog
You're doing that by yourself cause you're not too hot
Matter of fact, cats run around and copy each other like CD-Rs
We don't cause we be stars
See these scars? They didn't appear by themselves
On my knuckles cause motherfuckers wouldn't keep to themself
When I was young, always having to defend myself
I was out there doing it with nobody else
Until I met a couple cats, said a couple raps
Got a plan together how to get a couple snaps
Flashback to now, we got a whole operation
But wouldn't if we didn't have a whole lot of patience

"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"
"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"
"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"
"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"

Yo, you trippin' if you think I'm gonna sit on this couch
And tell this shrink what my deeply rooted problem's about
The words out my mouth like acts of vengeance
From the blackest dungeons in a mass abundance
We move together like shadows and figures
We strike when we like with a mind like the Gravediggaz
Painted pictures and still photography
Moving images, reverse psychology
You should hear what they call me when I leave the cypher
A nutcase, a cuckoo, Louis Cypher
When I talk on the beat, hot hot heat
Shotgun track meet, please come compete
One lap to go before the cartridge blow
Hard headed and dreaded with an incredible arsenal
I kick back and win it in record time
And who'd have thought I had a lot of this shit locked in my mind

"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"
"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"
"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"
"You can't even absorb"
"What's really on my mind"
"Shut your mouth up"
"Mind your business"