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Testimonial (Intro)
2,112
Hip-Hop/Rap
Testimonial (Intro) was released on October 16, 2006 by Bad Boy Records as a part of the album Press Play
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Release DateOctober 16, 2006
LabelBad Boy Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
P. Diddy
P. Diddy
Vocals
Tears for Fears
Tears for Fears
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Curt Smith
Curt Smith
Songwriter
Leroy Watson
Leroy Watson
Songwriter, Vocal Arranger
Roland Orzabal
Roland Orzabal
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Jean Combs
Sean Jean Combs
Executive Producer, Producer
Victor AbiJaoudi II
Victor AbiJaoudi II
Recording Engineer, Vocal Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Andy Geel
Andy Geel
Overdub Engineer
J-Dub
J-Dub
Producer, Overdub Engineer
P. Diddy
P. Diddy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I need y'all to hear me out there
Can y'all hear me out there?
[Verse 2]
Through blocks and boroughs, cops is plotting
Snakes slither while hustlers chop their product
Foreign cars exotic, got hoes hypnotic
While I cruise through the concrete, blowing my chronic
And I move like a diplomat, hoodie and fitted caps
Dwell in the habitat where cons and killers at
Faced a thousand deaths, cowards'll bow to the feet
Of the almighty, a God to the black child
I told moms I would be something
I gave myself to the world, now it's like you owe me something
Listen up, I got a story to tell
It's like I fell out of heaven just to walk through hell
But it fueled my fire, ignited my desire
It gave me the bricks and the sand to build the empire
Though I'm still in my forehead, my faith strong
With all I been through, you would think my faith gone
But nope, I hold my stance in stone
I move mountains with my will and succeed
That's how I keep going
[Verse 3]
Won't stop been the motto, filthy rich like I won the lotto
It's almost like seeing through the eyes of a crack child
Dodging crisis, three strike system
**** trapped in a vice grip
You can't defeat me, I defy all odds and sabotages
I survived Reagan, I survived the first Bush
Thinking back when my moms gave the first push
Thank God for my life, I came through the womb
Until the evil of part two, God gave me a sequel
Rags to royal, mama had her hands in soil
Pops moved drugs in capsules and foils
I foiled your plans and made you aware
And turned America's dream into a nightmare
[Verse 4]
Yeah, you feel the vibe, motherfuckers
The first B I, ready to die, motherfuckers
The who-shot-you nine-to-five motherfuckers
Bad boy for lie is I, motherfuckers
And it's back better than it ever was
I'm talking like we was gone, but we never was
So I deliver the truth uncut
We produce more hits, got the booth fucked up
On top of the statue, yelling who want what?
For the past ten years the future is us
Eyes closed like I blow reefer
The preview is over, now enjoy the feature
****
[Verse 5]
I wanna thank y'all for believing in me for so long
Thank y'all for riding with a ****
As we continue on
You are now listening to the sounds
Of the world famous
You know my name
You know my name
Written by: Curt Smith, Leroy Watson, Roland Orzabal, Sean Combs
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