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