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Touch the Sky Lyrics – Kanye West Feat. Lupe Fiasco

    Touch the Sky is a popular rap song by Kanye West featuring Lupe Fiasco from the 2005 album Late Registration. It was nominated for Grammy Award for Best Rap Solo Performance in 2007. Check words to Touch the Sky song or Kanye West Touch the Sky Lyrics in English here.

    Touch the Sky Lyrics – Kanye West Feat. Lupe Fiasco

    [Chorus 1: Kanye West]
    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

    [Verse 1: 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
    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 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, ’cause this must be Heaven
    [Chorus: Kanye West]
    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

    [Post-Chorus: Kanye West]
    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!)
    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!)

    [Verse 2: 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 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 tryin’ to right my wrongs
    But it’s funny them same wrongs helped me write this song
    [Chorus: Kanye West]
    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

    [Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
    Yes, yes, yes, guess who’s on third?
    Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd
    Here like ear ’til 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
    [Chorus: Kanye West]
    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

    [Outro: Kanye West]
    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!

    [Produced by Just Blaze]

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