Kanye West – Touch The Sky (Guitar)

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[Chorus]
F#m7    Em7
     I gotta testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
F#m7  Bm
     'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky

F#m7  Em7
     Gotta testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
F#m7  Bm
     'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky
[Verse 1]
               F#m7           Em7
Back when they thought pink Polos would hurt the Roc
Before Cam got the shit to pop
              F#m7
The doors was closed

  Bm
I felt like Bad Boy's street team: I couldn't work the locks

          F#m7  Em7
Now let's go,  take 'em back to the plan
Me and my momma hopped in that U-Haul van
F#m7            Bm
Any pessimists, I ain't talk to them
Plus I ain't have no phone in my apart-a-ment
F#m7       Em7
     Let's take 'em back to the club
Least about an hour I stand on line
       F#m7               Bm
I just wanted to dance, I went to Jacob an hour
After I got my advance, I just wanted to shine
F#m7              Em7
Jay favorite line: "Dawg, in due time!"
Now he look at me, like, "Damn, dawg! You where I am!"
F#m7           Bm
     A hip-hop legend
N.C. I think I died in that accident, ‘cause this must be Heaven [Chorus]
F#m7    Em7
     I gotta testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
F#m7  Bm
     'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky

F#m7  Em7
     Gotta testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
F#m7  Bm
     'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky
[Post-Chorus]
                    F#m7  Em7
Now let's take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-ighhhh

(Top of the world, baby, top top of the world!)
           F#m7   Bm
A-la-la-la-lah-la-lahhhhh
(Top of the world, baby, on top of the world!)

                    F#m7  Em7
Now let's take them hi-ah-igh-igh-igh-ighhhh

(Top of the world, baby, top top of the world!)
           F#m7   Bm
A-la-la-la-lah-la-lahhhhh
(Top of the world, baby, on top of the world!)
[Verse 2]
  F#m7          Em7
Back when Gucci was the shit to rock
Back when Slick Rick got the shit to pop
F#m7       Bm
I'd do anything to say I got it
Damn, them new loafers hurt my pocket
  F#m7          Em7
Before anybody wanted K. West beats
Me and my girl split the buffet at KFC
F#m7            Bm
    Dog, I was havin' nervous breakdowns
Like "Man, these niggas that much better than me?"
  F#m7      Em7
Baby, I'm goin' on an aeroplane
And I don't know if I'll be back again
F#m7             Bm
    Sure enough, I sent the plane tickets
But when she came to kick it, things became different
    F#m7           Em7
Any girl I cheated on, sheets I skeeted on
Couldn't keep it at home, thought I needed a Nia Long
F#m7      Bm
     I'm tryin' to
N.C. right my wrongs But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write this song, now [Chorus]
F#m7    Em7
     I gotta testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
F#m7  Bm
     'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

                     F#m7        Em7
You gon' touch the sky, baby girl, testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
F#m7  Bm
     'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky
[Verse 3]
        F#m7       Em7
Yes, yes,   yes, guess who's on third?
Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd
F#m7           Bm
Here like ear 'til I'm beer on the curb
Peachfuzz buzz but beard on the verge
F#m7                    Em7
    Let's slow it down like we're on the syrup
Bottle-shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth
F#m7       Bm
    But, before you say another word
I'm back on the block like I'm layin' on the street
    F#m7             Em7
I'm tryna stop lyin' like I'm Mumm-Ra
But I'm not lyin' when I'm layin' on the beat, en garde
F#m7           Bm
    Or touché, Lupe cool as the unthawed
But I still feel possessed as a gun charge
F#m7                Em7
    Come as correct as a porn star
In a fresh pair steps in my best foreign car
F#m7    Bm
    So,     I represent the first
Now let me end my verse right where the horns are, like uh [Chorus]
F#m7    Em7
     I gotta testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
F#m7  Bm
     'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

                     F#m7        Em7
You gon' touch the sky, baby girl, testify
Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly
F#m7  Bm
     'Fore the day you die, you gon' touch the sky
[Outro]
           F#m7       Em7
We back at home, baby!
Sky high, I’m, I’m sky high!
F#m7 Bm
I’m, I’m sky high!
I’m, I’m sky high!
F#m7 Em7
I’m, I’m sky high!
I’m, I’m sky high!
F#m7    Bm
    Sky,  sky high! I’m, I’m sky high!

F#m7 Em7
        Yeah, keep it rollin', yeah
F#m7 Bm
                      F#m7       Em7
Uh, feels good to be home, baby!
Feels good to be home! F#m7 Bm