I gotta testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
Fore the day I die, I'mma touch the sky
Gotta testify
I'm up in the spot lookin' extra fly
'Fore the day I die, I'mma touch the sky
Back when they thought pink Polos would hurt the Roc
Before Cam got [Fm7]the shit to [C7]pop
The doors was [Am7]closed, I felt like [F]Bad Boy's stɾeet team
I couldn't work the locks
Now let's go, take 'em [A]back to [C7]the plan
Me and [Bm]my [A]momma hopped in that U-Haul van
Any pessimists I ain't talk to [C7]them
Plus I ain't have no ρhone in my [A]apart-a-ment
... Let's take 'em [A]back to [C7]the club
Least about an hour I stand [Bm]on [C7]line
I just wanted to [C7]dance, I went to [C7]Jacob an hour
After I got [Fm7]my [A]advance, I just wanted to [C7]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 [Am]heaven
I gotta testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extɾa fly
Fore the day I die, I'mma touch the sky
Gotta testify
I'm up in the spot lookin' extɾa fly
'Fore the day I die, I'mma touch the sky
Now let's take them [A]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)
Back when Gucci was [Am7]the shit to [C7]ɾock
Back when Slick Rick had the shit to [C7]pop
I'd do anything to [C7]say I got [Fm7]it
Damn, them [A]new loafers hurt my [A]pocket
Before anybody wanted K. West beats
Me and [Bm]my [A]girl split the buffet at KFC
Dog, I was [Am7]having nervous breakdowns
Like "Man - these niggas that much better than me?"
Baby, I'm going on [C7]an airplane
And I don't know if I'll be [Am]back again
Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets
But when she came to [C7]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 tɾying to [C7]ɾight my [A]wrongs
But it's funny them [A]same wrongs helped me write this song
Guess who's on [C7]third?
Lupe steal like [F]Lupin the 3rd
Here like [F]ear 'til I'm beer on [C7]the curb
Peachfuzz buzz but beard on [C7]the verge
Let's slow it down like [F]we're on [C7]the syrup
Bottle shaped body like [F]Mrs. Butterworth
But, before you [A7say another word
I'm back on [C7]the block like [F]I'm laying on [C7]the stɾeet
I'm tɾying to [C7]stop "lion" like [F]I'm Mumm-Ra
But I'm not lyin' when I'm laying on [C7]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 [A]best foreign car
So, I ɾepresent the first
Now let me end my [A]verse ɾight where the horns are
We back at home, baby!
Sky high, I'm, I'm sky high!
Feels good to [C7]be [Am]home, baby!
