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block\nLet my niggas see billions, teach praise to their children\n\nInshallah, please blessed the opps (testify)\nAnd I'm sorry Lord for sins\nOpen my third eye, focus my lens\nI don't do religion, but I pray for my friends\n\nLord I testify\nLil' young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we don't play\nGetting high, smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way\nLord I testify\nI ain't want it, but homie had to die\nPlus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn't scrap with him\nIf you beat him up, you better come back and get him\n\nI'm sorry Lord for my sins\nThey don't say much but pray for my friends (pray for 'em)\nAll we do is get money, get high\nPop bottles, next day do the same shit again\nLord I testify\n\nUh, please forgive me, them evil thoughts that was in me\nThem nights loading the semi\nThe cut off shotty, the Henny, smoking, drinking the Remy\nMade money got fresh, I wasn't saving a penny (Lord, I testify)\nSmoke out the barrel, gold on my neck like a Pharaoh\nThe road to this rap shit was narrow\nI could've been a number in some federal jail\nFederal mail, instead I turnt my fantasies real\n\nImagine (testify) Sheek catalog is beauty pageant\nSupreme hat on and shades, you don't know who I'm smashing (nah)\nLike I'm sitting in the church with the priest on the other side\nConfessions, trying not lie (yeah-yeah)\n\nLord I testify\nLil' young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we don't play\nGetting high, smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way\nLord I testify\nI ain't want it, but homie had to die\nPlus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn't scrap with him\nIf you beat him up, you better come back and get him\n\nI'm sorry Lord for my sins (yeah)\nThey don't say much but pray for my friends (yeah)\nAll we do is get money, get high\nPop bottles, next day do the same shit again\nLord I testify\n\nWho's next to die?\nCouple issue with you that I need rectify (uh-huh)\nI'm a very picky person, the selective guy (yeah)\nNiggas watching me like they on the detective side (damn)\nAll the drugs I sold, all the harm I caused (mmm)\nAll the casualties is what the drama caused (yeah)\nAnd the consequences is what the karma brought (true)\nGot to roll me one, to try to calm my thoughts (like that)\n\nI was one of the smartest (testify)\nI wasn't one of the wildest (uh-uh)\nBut I did from the heart, it wasn't done out of malice, nah\nNah, until I touch the sky, forgive me for my sins as I testify\n\nLord I testify\nLil' young nigga with burner on us you could tell we don't play\nGetting high smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way\nLord I testify\nI ain't want it, but homie had to die\nPlus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn't scrap with him\nIf you beat him up, you better come back and get him\n\nI'm sorry Lord for my sins\nThey don't say much but pray for my friends\nAll we do is get money, get high\nPop bottles, next day do the same shit again\nLord I 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Formed dearly departed, please bless the block\n[00:54.21] Let my niggas see billions, teach praise to their children\n[00:57.58] Inshallah, please blessed the opps (testify)\n[01:00.37] And I'm sorry Lord for sins\n[01:02.49] Open my third eye, focus my lens\n[01:05.51] I don't do religion, but I pray for my friends\n[01:08.20] Lord I testify\n[01:10.22] Lil' young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we don't play\n[01:15.90] Getting high, smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way\n[01:19.97] Lord I testify\n[01:22.22] I ain't want it, but homie had to die\n[01:25.33] Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn't scrap with him\n[01:28.75] If you beat him up, you better come back and get him\n[01:31.70] I'm sorry Lord for my sins\n[01:34.51] They don't say much but pray for my friends (pray for 'em)\n[01:37.54] All we do is get money, get high\n[01:39.50] Pop bottles, next day do the same shit again\n[01:42.84] Lord I testify\n[01:44.82] Uh, please forgive me, them evil thoughts that was in me\n[01:47.47] Them nights loading the semi\n[01:49.01] The cut off shotty, the Henny, smoking, drinking the Remy\n[01:51.93] Made money got fresh, I wasn't saving a penny (Lord, I testify)\n[01:55.42] Smoke out the barrel, gold on my neck like a Pharaoh\n[01:58.73] The road to this rap shit was narrow\n[02:00.71] I could've been a number in some federal jail\n[02:03.34] Federal mail, instead I turnt my fantasies real\n[02:06.18] Imagine (testify) Sheek catalog is beauty pageant\n[02:09.10] Supreme hat on and shades, you don't know who I'm smashing (nah)\n[02:12.38] Like I'm sitting in the church with the priest on the other side\n[02:15.18] Confessions, trying not lie (yeah-yeah)\n[02:17.25] Lord I testify\n[02:19.34] Lil' young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we don't play\n[02:24.89] Getting high, smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way\n[02:29.04] Lord I testify\n[02:31.51] I ain't want it, but homie had to die\n[02:34.39] Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn't scrap with him\n[02:37.95] If you beat him up, you better come back and get him\n[02:40.73] I'm sorry Lord for my sins (yeah)\n[02:43.72] They don't say much but pray for my friends (yeah)\n[02:46.64] All we do is get money, get high\n[02:48.78] Pop bottles, next day do the same shit again\n[02:51.84] Lord I testify\n[02:53.68] Who's next to die?\n[02:55.24] Couple issue with you that I need rectify (uh-huh)\n[02:58.24] I'm a very picky person, the selective guy (yeah)\n[03:00.89] Niggas watching me like they on the detective side (damn)\n[03:03.89] All the drugs I sold, all the harm I caused (mmm)\n[03:06.65] All the casualties is what the drama caused (yeah)\n[03:09.74] And the consequences is what the karma brought (true)\n[03:12.51] Got to roll me one, to try to calm my thoughts (like that)\n[03:15.33] I was one of the smartest (testify)\n[03:16.66] I wasn't one of the wildest (uh-uh)\n[03:18.05] But I did from the heart, it wasn't done out of malice, nah\n[03:21.85] Nah, until I touch the sky, forgive me for my sins as I testify\n[03:26.50] Lord I testify\n[03:28.36] Lil' young nigga with burner on us you could tell we don't play\n[03:34.10] Getting high smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way\n[03:38.09] Lord I testify\n[03:40.56] I ain't want it, but homie had to die\n[03:43.28] Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn't scrap with him\n[03:47.07] If you beat him up, you better come back and get him\n[03:49.82] I'm sorry Lord for my sins\n[03:52.72] They don't say much but pray for my friends\n[03:55.67] All we do is get money, get high\n[03:57.86] Pop bottles, next day do the same shit again\n[04:01.14] Lord I testify\n[04:03.00] \n[04:13.16] Testify\n[04:14.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Testify\n  artist: The Lox\n  album: Living Off Xperience\n  duration_ms: 266000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Lil' young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we 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beat him up, you better come back and get him\n\n  I'm sorry Lord for my sins\n  They don't say much but pray for my friends (pray for 'em)\n  All we do is get money, get high\n  Pop bottles, next day do the same shit again\n  Lord I testify\n\n  Uh, please forgive me, them evil thoughts that was in me\n  Them nights loading the semi\n  The cut off shotty, the Henny, smoking, drinking the Remy\n  Made money got fresh, I wasn't saving a penny (Lord, I testify)\n  Smoke out the barrel, gold on my neck like a Pharaoh\n  The road to this rap shit was narrow\n  I could've been a number in some federal jail\n  Federal mail, instead I turnt my fantasies real\n\n  Imagine (testify) Sheek catalog is beauty pageant\n  Supreme hat on and shades, you don't know who I'm smashing (nah)\n  Like I'm sitting in the church with the priest on the other side\n  Confessions, trying not lie (yeah-yeah)\n\n  Lord I testify\n  Lil' young nigga with the burner on us, you could tell we don't play\n  Getting high, smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way\n  Lord I testify\n  I ain't want it, but homie had to die\n  Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn't scrap with him\n  If you beat him up, you better come back and get him\n\n  I'm sorry Lord for my sins (yeah)\n  They don't say much but pray for my friends (yeah)\n  All we do is get money, get high\n  Pop bottles, next day do the same shit again\n  Lord I testify\n\n  Who's next to die?\n  Couple issue with you that I need rectify (uh-huh)\n  I'm a very picky person, the selective guy (yeah)\n  Niggas watching me like they on the detective side (damn)\n  All the drugs I sold, all the harm I caused (mmm)\n  All the casualties is what the drama caused (yeah)\n  And the consequences is what the karma brought (true)\n  Got to roll me one, to try to calm my thoughts (like that)\n\n  I was one of the smartest (testify)\n  I wasn't one of the wildest (uh-uh)\n  But I did from the heart, it wasn't done out of malice, nah\n  Nah, until I touch the sky, forgive me for my sins as I testify\n\n  Lord I testify\n  Lil' young nigga with burner on us you could tell we don't play\n  Getting high smoking weed, having fun, fogging up the whole way\n  Lord I testify\n  I ain't want it, but homie had to die\n  Plus I know what kind of nigga he was, you couldn't scrap with him\n  If you beat him up, you better come back and get him\n\n  I'm sorry Lord for my sins\n  They don't say much but pray for my friends\n  All we do is get money, get high\n  Pop bottles, next day do the same shit again\n  Lord I testify\n\n  Testify\n"}]