I Testify

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[Chorus] 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 cryin' and hurtin' Too many tryna 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 [Verse 1] You know how many people have been 'round this motherfucker People really scared 'round this motherfucker 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?" Police brutality, taxes they high, he looking down like "What's going on?" I ain't hating on Trump I'm just sayin' Don't spend no billions for some travel on some plane We need get help us let the water they be drinking is dirty as the rain Black people mad they done 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 tryna 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 won't pay the whole bill for you Wake up this life is too real for you [Chorus] 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 cryin' and hurtin' Too many tryna 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 [Verse 2] You know why the kids overweight Right, 'cause 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 lose weight when they try hard Nigga tellin' on their own boy, 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 caused the nigga, he won't need a pussy Race wars I don't wanna [?] race card Scared [?] might get hit with a rape charge 'Cause a bitch tell a lie for a dollar bill The same bitch who would die for a dollar bill That won't pay the teacher but It'll pay the judge Where the cure for diabetes won't you get it up You'll never get it up They don't wanna lose millions so they thinking 'bout the money, they don't give a fuck I'm just tired of seeing wrong after wrong What I'm seeing with my eyes is a murder scene White boy killed nine black people in a church He was hungry to get that bitch Burger King [Chorus] 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 cryin' and hurtin' Too many tryna 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