Styles P, Reflection Eternal - Testify lyrics
[Styles P, Reflection Eternal - Testify lyrics]
Time I testify, listen
Why Malcolm get killed by the NOI?
I'm yellow but I'm dark for real
And why nobody flip when Martin was killed?
Why Mandela did all them years
All that blood, all that sweat
And all them tears?
And I can name thousands more
That died in the struggle from
Mr wallace to Mr shakur
That's why I stay influenced to
"Kick in the Door"
Bring the White House dudes around
The blacks that's poor
Notice that it's "unity" in "opportunity"
Make a lil' cash
Now the block is screwin' me
Brand new E-Class, cops pursuin' me
Guess they wanna see me park it
Lookin at my gun, they wanna see me spark it
But, I'm the Ghost and if I could
Vote it would be for Sharpton yeah!
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
"Testify!"
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
Yeah, yo, yo
We never stop like the news watch
Still trying to fill the void
Of Biggie and 2Pac
We on them avenues with the
Red and the blue tops
Dudes hot to shoot cops from the rooftops
Too many snitch niggas TESTIFY
Warrior kings sent to the bing
And left to die
Girls confuse sex with love so they extra dry
And got birth control stuck to
They necks and thigh whoa, it ain't a game
They want the blacks all killed off
Our caps all peeled off, nigga this real talk
What's ill is y'all niggas still caught
Up in them battle raps
There's beef in the hood
Escaladin' like Cadillacs
Monkey on your back livin like a junkie
Addicted to a dream
Wanna die for your country
Tear down the prison walls, set everyone free
From freedom fighters to Askari X to Pimp C
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
"Testify!"
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
Yeah kids slip in the clip and aim
For the fortune cause the fame
Ain't shit to gain
They get stuck on whips and chains
So freedom slip they brain
And psychologically that shit's insane
Now that's crazy
A function of raisin the crack babies
Sell it back to them cats
Freebasin back in the 80's
(C'mon) Disco shit, nigga cock the toast
Hi Tek on the track and
We rock with the Ghost
Damn right I make gangster music
But, I still spit poetry
Like Langston Hughes did
Pressures of the ghetto might
Make you lose it
Grab AK's and go and make the news kid
Might lose control, but not my soul
Won't sell for the white man to
Buy me some white gold
Sell for the black man, to buy me control
P, Tek and Kweli
The shit come from the soul y'know?
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
"Testify!"
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
Why Malcolm get killed by the NOI?
I'm yellow but I'm dark for real
And why nobody flip when Martin was killed?
Why Mandela did all them years
All that blood, all that sweat
And all them tears?
And I can name thousands more
That died in the struggle from
Mr wallace to Mr shakur
That's why I stay influenced to
"Kick in the Door"
Bring the White House dudes around
The blacks that's poor
Notice that it's "unity" in "opportunity"
Make a lil' cash
Now the block is screwin' me
Brand new E-Class, cops pursuin' me
Guess they wanna see me park it
Lookin at my gun, they wanna see me spark it
But, I'm the Ghost and if I could
Vote it would be for Sharpton yeah!
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
"Testify!"
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
Yeah, yo, yo
We never stop like the news watch
Still trying to fill the void
Of Biggie and 2Pac
We on them avenues with the
Red and the blue tops
Dudes hot to shoot cops from the rooftops
Too many snitch niggas TESTIFY
Warrior kings sent to the bing
And left to die
Girls confuse sex with love so they extra dry
And got birth control stuck to
They necks and thigh whoa, it ain't a game
They want the blacks all killed off
Our caps all peeled off, nigga this real talk
What's ill is y'all niggas still caught
Up in them battle raps
There's beef in the hood
Escaladin' like Cadillacs
Monkey on your back livin like a junkie
Addicted to a dream
Wanna die for your country
Tear down the prison walls, set everyone free
From freedom fighters to Askari X to Pimp C
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
"Testify!"
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
Yeah kids slip in the clip and aim
For the fortune cause the fame
Ain't shit to gain
They get stuck on whips and chains
So freedom slip they brain
And psychologically that shit's insane
Now that's crazy
A function of raisin the crack babies
Sell it back to them cats
Freebasin back in the 80's
(C'mon) Disco shit, nigga cock the toast
Hi Tek on the track and
We rock with the Ghost
Damn right I make gangster music
But, I still spit poetry
Like Langston Hughes did
Pressures of the ghetto might
Make you lose it
Grab AK's and go and make the news kid
Might lose control, but not my soul
Won't sell for the white man to
Buy me some white gold
Sell for the black man, to buy me control
P, Tek and Kweli
The shit come from the soul y'know?
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality
"Testify!"
SP tes-ti-fy Kweli tes-ti-fy equality