Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Testimony , by - Sway. Release date: 14.06.2015
Song language: English
Testimony |
| I build my hope on eight pillars, while I was putting up the seventh |
| I was asking life’s lessons for the directions to heaven |
| Surrounded by white collars and I ain’t talking about no Reverends |
| But my drive to deliver had me revving |
| Oh God, watch me go hard |
| I’m cruising up that yellow brick road fast on the way to Oz listening to Wiz |
| Got to follow my own heart |
| Someday we’ve got to grow up |
| So shoo Cinderella, nobodies found it so go find something to do Cinderella |
| Got to change the tune Cinderella |
| Rewrite the lyrics that they sing and no this ain’t a hop this is a limp |
| And I’m straight shooting from the hip jacking your union yeah I’m truly a Brit |
| They were shooting back at me but I hear shhh, it’s a swish |
| Hit the switch, inevitably, lifes a bitch and I’m her fella to be |
| So until the infinite intelligent tells me to leave I’m a go hard |
| Because that groove in her back looks Stella to me |
| Swah |
| This is my Testimony |
| We sweat blood trying to chase the money |
| Some of our souls ain’t running no more |
| (Some of our souls ain’t running no more) |
| In a life of lust and powder |
| We get high get drunk and now we’re |
| Acting like the like the end ain’t coming no more |
| (Acting like the like the end ain’t coming no more) |
| This is my Testimony |
| You’re all looking, I love it you’re all looking |
| As long as these promoters keep booking |
| Straight but a little crocked |
| Trying to be the next Branson, my ambition held me for ransom aww look how long |
| it took him |
| See the streets don’t glitter still see they’re sort of like Gary ‘cause they |
| set the Bar-low take that cash and carry |
| What’s cooking everybody knows it’s the rock, different Gary same rhodes still |
| holding the pot |
| And I had those king size feet I followed up from the foot prints (prince) they |
| couldn’t walk a mile I wouldn’t even give them a good inch |
| I never got no hand-outs if I did I probably shook them |
| Money on my head so I guess I could have been hood rich |
| The next S. C I ‘ope to be |
| Put those two words together you’ll soon give me a look in |
| Its Sway |
| This is my Testimony |
| We sweat blood trying to chase the money |
| Some of our souls ain’t running no more |
| (Some of our souls ain’t running no more) |
| In a life of lust and powder |
| We get high get drunk and now we’re |
| Acting like the like the end ain’t coming no more |
| (Acting like the like the end ain’t coming no more) |
| This is my Testimony |
| Derek Safo, I was never a bad kid |
| No Nick Cotton even though I was hand picked |
| To be one of the UK rappers to fly the flag (yeh) and I haven’t even reached |
| the mass yet |
| In school I wasn’t ahead like dandruff |
| Never read at the front so they thought I was backwards |
| Who would have thought it was Arabic like |
| Alif ا baa ب taa ت tha ث gym and I’m still working it out |
| Got to pray before the stage |
| Hands are clapping before it happens |
| Whether a stadium or rave to me its Alexandra Palace |
| All that we have is us the people |
| Yeah, I see you through the cameras |
| Now let me speak to you, my story guts and glory mixed with glamorous |
| Now, You don’t have to be religious or spiritual (But it helps) |
| For me to share this little bit of script with you (Been about) |
| Like a Preacher with the mind of a criminal |
| Similar to a Samaritan with a strap just looking for someone to give it to |
| Then I’m out, then I’m in again |
| Then I’m back, just to win again (Keep going) |
| Celebrate, everything that we’ve been given but we’re never giving in |
| Stage time it’s time to go in again, now we’re on track for Deliverance |