Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Testify, artist - Boosie Badazz. Album song BooPac, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Trill
Song language: English
I Testify |
This is what’s wrong |
No love at home |
This is what’s wrong |
No jobs to work |
This is what’s wrong |
Too many lying in church too many cry and hurt |
Too many try’na lurch we be hurting too long |
I testify |
I testify |
I tell the truth I hold my hand |
I tell ya the feelings of every man in the sand |
I tell you how they lost lost and just don’t understand |
I talk for 'em let me help you understand |
You know how many people have been round this mother fucker |
People really scared round this mother fucker |
If you don’t find a program for the Mac and the Sam |
They gonna grow up like Greg and his big brothers |
Nigga tired of making music and they making money |
Niggas spending money but they making none |
Now your right in front of stoves cooking nose run |
Mother fucker did I testify |
You made money stayed in crime |
Put they hands through the line |
And Marvin Gaye said what’s going on |
Holies in Cali and Texas they high |
You looking dumb like what’s going on |
I ain’t hating on Trump I’m just saying |
No day for some travel on some plane |
We need get help us let |
The water they be drinking is dirty as the rain |
Black people man data left us in the rain |
Shot us in the back when they saw are fucking heat |
Got us on the back thought we couldn’t shake back |
We’re on three strikes fuck Bill Clinton |
We’re in the hood try’na get gold well |
Call is too high most of the rich never went |
So why do we strive |
You can have insurance but they still wont pay the whole bills for you |
Wake up this life is too real for you |
This is what’s wrong |
No love in home |
This is what’s wrong |
No jobs to work |
This is what’s wrong |
Too many lying in church too many cry and hurt |
Too many try’na lurch we be hurting too long |
I testify |
I testify |
I tell the truth I hold my hand |
I tell ya the feelings of every man in the sand |
I tell you how they lost lost and just don’t understand |
I talk for 'em let me help you understand |
You know why the kids overweight right |
Cuz all you let 'em do is play on that damn iPod |
You don’t let 'em run and play like they used to do back in the day |
So they never loose wait when they try hard |
Nigga tell 'em on the arm board |
Got caught go whip a kush |
You should see the pussy |
I testify |
Nigga said that he was hating so he ratted |
That ain’t why he ratted ratted cuz the nigga he won’t need a pussy |
Race walls I don’t wanna be a race car |
Stay the fuck might get hit with a raycha |
Cuz a bitch tell a lie for a dollar bill |
The same bitch who would die for a dollar bill |
That wont pay the teacher but It’ll pay the judge |
Where the cure of diabetes wont you get it up |
You’ll never get it up |
They don’t wanna loose niggas so they thinking 'bout the money |
They don’t give a fuck |
I’m just tired of seeing wrong got the wrong |
What I’m seeing with my eyes is a murder scene |
White boy killed 9 black people in a church |
He was hungry to get that bitch Burger King |
This is what’s wrong |
No love in home |
This is what’s wrong |
No jobs to work |
This is what’s wrong |
Too many lying in church too many cry and hurt |
Too many try’na lurch we be hurting too long |
I testify |
I testify |
I tell the truth I hold my hand |
I tell ya the feelings of every man in the sand |
I tell you how they lost lost and just don’t understand |
I talk for 'em let me help you understand |
I testify |