Testify

I want to dedicate this joint right here To Jonathan Jackson and George Jackson Peace to those brothers I want to shout out my man Sherm the Worm Eighty years Come home, nigga Come home, niggas Ugh I just burnt my American flag And sent three cracker Nazis to hell, and I'm sad Ugh, I'm loading tips in my Mag' To send these redneck bigots some death in a bag Choke him out with his confederate flag I know these devils are mad Little rap fans who live way out in safe suburbia Would you stand with me, a United States murderer? (Testify for me) huh? Would you testify? You buy my songs You buy my songs But will you ride with me? (Testify for me) you understand my struggle That's what you claim, right? (Testify for me) and get your aim, right? And get your game tight Don't buy my songs, y'all don't roll with it Coming to concerts singing hoe and shit Fuck y'all lil' lil' hoe bitches I don't need y'all, I'll go gold with it I heard y'all was downloading it, heh Like I'm y'all man who be exposing shit, heh Like ah, William Cooper Who told you the Pale Horse is the future (Testify for me) would you testify on some realness like that? I think you scared (heh) I don't think you prepared Yeah (testify for me) You know what I'm asking you? Do we know what I'm asking you? (Testify) (For me) wow (Testify) wow (for me) (Testify for me) (Testify for me)