[Intro/Chorus One: Kanye West]
I gotta testify
I`m up in the spot lookin extra fly
`Fore the day I die, I`ma touch the sky
Gotta testify
I`m up in the spot lookin extra fly
`Fore the day I die, I`ma touch the sky
[Kanye West]
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/The LOX
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 apart-a-ment
... Let`s take `em back to the club
Least about an hour I stand on line
I just wanted to dance, I went to Jaboc 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 what I am
A hip-hop legend, I think I died
in an accident, cause this must be heaven
[Chorus One]
[Chorus Two 2X: Kanye]
Now let`s take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-ighhhh (Top of the world baby)
(Top top of the world)
A-la-la-la-lah-la-lahhhhh (Top of the world baby)
(On top of the world)
[Kanye West]
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 having nervous breakdowns
Like Man - these niggaz that much better than me?
Baby, I`m goin 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
Culdn`t keep it 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
[Chorus Three]
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
[Lupe Fiasco]
Yes, yes, yes, guess who`s on third
Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd
Here like air `til I`m beer on the curb
Peachfuzz buzz but bid 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 tryin to stop lion/lyin like I`m Mum-Ra
But I`m not lyin when I`m layin on the beat
En garde, or touche`, Lupe cool as the under
But I still feel posessed as a gun charge
to come/cum as correct as a porn star
And a fresh pair steps in my best foreign car
Self, I represent the first
Now let me end my verse right where the horns are
[Chorus Three]
We take it 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, uh, sky high
I`m, I`m sky high
Yeah, keep it rollin, yeah
Feels good to be home baby, feels good to be home
