I'mma testifie, come up in the spot looking extra fly
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Til the day you die, we gonna touch the sky, we gona touch the sky
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Let me testifie, come up in the spot looking extra fly
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Til the day you die I'm gonna touch the sky,
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Now let me take you back at 2003
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I just graduated and try to figure now where I should be
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Now let's be honest, your collage really wasn't for me
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And it won't no end school, they gave the collage degrees
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Now hold up, hold up
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It's sure they make all they believe
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I found four selling on back of the magazine
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And that was after my dad is consulate through his hands
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For that I say fuck you, let me pull my pants up
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Mama looking at me cry by to leave a baby
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Let me flowing on like 'Boy don't worry you gonna make it!'
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Unless you make it this far long wait for that day and after
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Told me hit the crowd and don't trip over your
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Days that I didn't eat, days that I didn't sleep
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Class though that seven after five that I make a beat
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You falling the pressure if you let it and he make you wike
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And what don't kill you make you stronger, shit as you can see
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I'mma testifie, come up in the spot looking extra fly
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Til the day you die, we gonna touch the sky, we gona touch the sky
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Let me testifie, come up in the spot looking extra fly
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Til the day you die I'm gonna touch the sky,
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And now let's take it high
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Now let's take it high
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My lil ..so I said fuck school
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I went back home like what the fuck I'm gonna do
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Stressing but in ever tragedy it wents a blessing
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Not a anger any time I'm passing into an obssesion
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While I'm drinking, while I'm smoking, while I'm cliping, while I'm fucking
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Nigga I won't do nothing going crazy
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I'm like fucking, I don't know the last time soembody sow me out in public
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Mama said 'Don't give up, just believe your time it's coming!'
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Keep coming and go, and I'm imposible to deal with
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Tell they mean to hurt, they bout to leave and I won't feel shit
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Bust so many girl thay really love on some real shit
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Niggas like he bust all nigh but you ain't gotta deal shit
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Fighting a frustation, bugging for flip the floor
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In every week was on bus station and I guess I pay off more
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One more can I say cuz all that hard work got me sitting next to Dray
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I'mma testifie, come up in the spot looking extra fly
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Til the day you die, we gonna touch the sky, we gona touch the sky
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Let me testifie, come up in the spot looking extra fly
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Til the day you die I'm gonna touch the sky,
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I'm the five for seven, the way I'm running remind me I'm not elevn
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If the sky's the limit I ain't fuck you niggas
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I'm still ploting the skin to gte the heaven
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I'm still dreaming on being on their eleven
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May crossing over their popular choach
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That time suppose to deliver all my image in my head
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Is what put it apon of me closer
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I'm hardly a buster, I smell homucide and barbe'
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You drolling all negative when my niggas here
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My niggas ain't got time to waste, I'm place with kigs,
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The crowds sitting on a side of my faces
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Them niggas how die for but what my life is for
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The oportunity thou is migh knowing
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This girl from school told me I was in goal win
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I really wander how a nine to five knowing
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I'mma testifie, come up in the spot looking extra fly
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Til the day you die, we gonna touch the sky, we gona touch the sky
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Let me testifie, come up in the spot looking extra fly
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Til the day you die I'm gonna touch the sky,
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And now let's take it high
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Now let's take it high
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And now let's take it high
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Now let's take it high
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Top, top of the world
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Touch The Sky
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Jon Connor |