Touch the Sky (feat. Lupe Fiasco)

I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky

Gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day I die, I'ma 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 Boy's street team, I couldn't work the locks

Now let's go, take 'em back to the plan

Me and my mama hopped in that U-Haul van

Any pessimists, I ain't talk to them

Plus I ain't have no phone in my apartment

Let's take 'em back to the club

'Least about a hour, I stand on line, I just wanted to dance

I went to Jacob a hour after I got my advance, I just wanted to shine

Jay's 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

I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky

Gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky

Now let's take them hi-i-i-i-i-igh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Now let's take 'em hi-i-i-i-i-igh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Back when Gucci was the shit to rock

Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop

I'd do anything to say, "I got it"

Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket

Before anybody wanted K. West's beats

Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC

Dog, I was having nervous breakdowns

Like, "Man, these **** that much better than me?"

Baby, I'm going on an airplane and I don't know if I'll 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

Couldn't keep it at home, thought I needed a Nia Long

I'm tryin' to right my wrongs

But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now

I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

You gon' touch the sky, baby girl

Testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

Yes, yes, yes, guess who's on third? Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd

Here like ear, 'til I'm beer on the curb

Peach fuzz buzz but beard on the verge

Let's slow it down like we're on the syrup

Bottle shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth

But before you say another word

I'm back on the block like I'm laying on the street

I'm tryna stop lyin' like I'm Mumm-Ra

But I'm not lyin' when I'm laying on the beat, en garde

Or touché Lupe, cool as the unthawed

But I still feel possessed as a gun charge

Come as correct as a porn star

In a fresh pair of steps in my best foreign car

So, I represent the first

Now let me end my verse right where the horns are, like, uh

I gotta testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

You gon' touch the sky, baby girl

Testify, come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

We back at home, baby

Sky high, I'm, I'm sky high

I'm, I'm sky high, I'm, I'm sky high

I'm, I'm sky high, I'm, I'm sky high

Sky, sky high, I'm, I'm sky high

Yeah, keep it rollin', yeah

Uh, feels good to be home, baby

Feels good to be home