Touch The Sky (Carlos Serrano Mix) - Ye (侃爷)/The xx
Written by：Kanye West、Wasalu Jaco、Justin Smith、Mayfield Curtis
I gotta testify
Come up in the spot looking extra fly
'Fore the day I die
I'mma touch the sky
Gotta testify
Come up in the spot looking extra fly
'Fore the day I die
I'mma touch the sky
Back when they thought pink Polos'd hurt the Roc
Before Cam got the s**t to pop the doors was closed
I felt like Bad Boy's street team I couldn't work the Lox locks
Now let's go
Take 'em back to the plan
Me and my momma hopped in the U-Haul van
Any pessimists I ain't talked 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 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 a accident 'cause this must be heaven
I gotta testify
Come up in the spot looking extra fly
'Fore the day I die
I'mma touch the sky
Gotta testify
Come up in the spot looking extra fly
Yeah yeah
'Fore the day I die
I'mma touch the sky
Now let's take 'em high la la la la la la la
Top of the world baby Top of the world
Now let's take 'em high la la la la la la la
Top of the world baby Top of the world
Back when Gucci was the s**t to rock
Back when Slick Rick got the s**t to pop
I'd do anything to say I get it
D**n 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 niggas 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 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 looking 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
Looking 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
Hear 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 Lion like I'm Mumm-Ra
But I'm not lying when I'm laying on the beat
En garde touché Lupe cool as the unthawed
But I still feel possessed as a gun charge
I 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
Ah
I gotta testify
Come up in the spot looking 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 looking extra fly
'Fore the day you die
Yeah
You gon' touch the sky
We back at home baby
Ah 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 ah sky-high
I'm I'm sky-high
Yeah yeah
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Keep it rolling
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ah
Feels good to be home baby
Feels good to be home
