Karaoké Touch the Sky Kanye West & Lupe Fiasco

I gotta testify

Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day I die

Imma touch the sky

Gotta testify

Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore 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 Boy's street team

I couldn't work the locks

Now let's go

Take 'em back to the plan

Me and my momma hopped in that U-Haul van

Any pessimists

I ain't talk to them

Plus I ain't have no phone in my apartament

Let's take 'em back to the club

Least about an hour

I stand on line

I just wanted to dance

I went to Jacob an hour after I got my advance

I just wanted to shine

Jay favorite line

Dawg in due time

Now he look at me like

Damn dawg you where I am

A hip-hop legend

I think I died in that accident 'cos this must be Heaven

I gotta testify

Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day I die

Imma touch the sky

Gotta testify

Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly

'Fore the day I die

Imma touch the sky

Now let's take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-igh

Ah la la la la la la

Uh

Now let's take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-igh

Ah la la la la la la

Uh

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 beats

Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC

Dog I was havin' nervous breakdowns

Like Man these niggas that much better than me

Baby I'm goin' on an aeroplane 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 tryna 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 third

Here like ear 'till

I'm beer on the curb

Peachfuzz 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 layin' on the street

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

But I'm not lyin' when I'm layin' 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 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

Uh

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 uh

Sky high

I'm

I'm sky high