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Kanye West Ft Lupe Fiasco - Touch the sky
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[Chorus 1]
I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, Imma touch the sky
Gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day I die, Imma touch the sky

Back when they thought pink polos would hurt the Roc,
Before Cam got the shit to pop, the doors was closed.
I felt like Bad Boys street team, I couldnt work the Lox (locks).
Now lets go.
Take em back to the plan...
Me and my momma hopped in the U-Haul van.
Any pessimists I aint talked to them,
Plus, I aint have no phone in my apartment.
Lets take em back to the club.
Least about an hour I would stand on line,
I just wanted to dance.
I went to Jacob an hour after I got my advance.
I just wanted to shine.
Jays favorite line: Dog, in due time
Now he look at me, like Damn, dog, you where I am
A hip hop legend.
I think I died in an accident, cause this must be heaven.

[Chorus]

[Hook 1 (P. Diddy)]
Now lets take em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la
(Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world)
Now lets take em high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh la la la la la la la
(Top of the world, baby. T-Top of the world)

Back when Gucci was the shit to rock,
Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop,
Id do anything to say I got it.
Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket.
Before anybody wanted K-West beats,
Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC.
Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns,
Like Damn, these niggas that much better than me?
Baby, Im going on an airplane,
And I dont know if Ill be back again.
Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets,
But when she came to kick it, things became different.
Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on.
I couldnt keep it home, I thought I needed a Nia Long.
Im trying to write my wrongs,
But its funny these same wrongs helped me write this song.
Now,

[Chorus 2]
I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky
(You gonna touch the sky babygirl!) Testify, come up in the spot
Looking extra fly
For the day you die, You gonna touch the sky

Yes, yes, yes guess whos on third?
Lupe still like Lupin the Third.
Hear life here till Im beer on the curb
Peach fuzz buzz but bit on the verge
Hold it down like were on the serve
Bottle-shaped body like Mrs. Butterworths.
But, before you say another word,
Im back on the block like a man on the street.
Im trying to stop lying like a Mum-Ra,
But Im not lying when Im laying on the beat.
Engarde, Touch(c) Lupe cool as the Unthar,
But I still feel as possessed as a gun charge.
I come as correct as a porn star,
In a fresh pair of steps and my best foreign car.
So, I represent the first.
Now, let me hear my verse right where the horns are like

[Chorus 2]

[Hook 2 (P. Diddy)]
(We back at home, baby)
Sky high
Im, Im sky high
Im, Im sky high
Im, Im sky high
Im, Im sky high
Im, Im sky high
Sky, Sky high
Im, Im sky high
Yeah! (Keep it rollin)
(Feels good to be home, baby! Feels good to be home!)