Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Testify, artist - Shi 360.
Date of issue: 08.01.2019
Song language: English
Testify |
And they’re still ruling kingdoms against demonic entities |
Had me seeing myself in 360 degrees |
With 666 evil deeds, these 85ers don’t know what to believe |
In fact, it’s all composed of inequalities |
Autocratic mindframes, and fake realities |
The question is: what are your priorities? |
You wanna stack g’s? |
orYou wanna study ABCs? |
Because food shelter and clothes, the bare necessities… |
Are no longer standard in our societies |
F*** it — we want cheese, marble plated properties |
Democracies without the government cheese |
So in the 2gs, they modified their strategies |
Some will follow Jah, others burn the ministries |
Some will fight for freedom, others join the enemies |
Some will die standing, others living on their knees |
So lord please, alleviate them from their grieves |
Liberate their mind from modern penitentiaries |
My soul bleeds, as the pain intensifies |
My testament is mandatory, let me testify |
Oh lord let me testify, I’m looking at tomorrow and it hurts my eyes |
I’m listening to the future and I hear the cries |
Oh lord, oh lord |
Today’s special: spoon fed lies, full spread thighs |
Sex, violence, drugs, to please your eyes |
So girls and guys: burn your books your mind your herbs |
Do anything you can to escape this world |
Shit is absurd, hustling for nickels and dimes |
No penny for thoughts — we want a dollar — straight for the mind |
No I’m looking for truth, seeking the realness |
A straight man, dealing in a crooked business |
So feel this, I don’t wanna preach but speak |
About these immoralities that have me sick for week |
Their technique? |
divide and conquer — you don’t know the math |
While their bank accounts grow like the social gap |
I spit reality to bend vectors |
From students to professors, to the high ranked rectors |
Insect this, unify and modify, my testament is mandatory, let me testify |
Oh lord let me testify, I’m looking at tomorrow and it hurts my eyes |
I’m listening to the future and I hear the cries |
Oh lord, oh lord |
My truth is blindfolded by the ignorance that rapes our innocence |
And steps on the toes of my subconsciousness |
On all continents they’re using violence |
My third eye is my compass, my only ticket out this darkness |
This organized hate will leave us all disorganized |
To be demoralized while sinners getting canonized |
My truth is vocalized, they’ll probably say I vandalized |
So I retire with the old and wise — go out immortalized |