Testify is an energetic hip-hop anthem by Kanye West that captures the essence of aspiration, resilience, and the journey to success. With clever wordplay, nostalgic references, and an uplifting chorus, Kanye reflects on his rise in the music industry while encouraging listeners to reach for their own dreams. This track highlights the importance of authenticity and self-belief, making it a motivational piece for anyone chasing their goals.
I gotta testify,
Step in the scene lookin’ fly,
Before I leave this Earth, I’ma aim for the sky.
Gotta testify,
Step in the scene lookin’ fly,
Before I leave this Earth, I’ma aim for the sky.
Remember the days, the pink Polos were doubt,
Before Cam lit the fire and popped on the route.
The doors were shut tight, like a bad luck spell,
Felt like a team with no key, just a story to tell.
Let’s rewind to the master plan,
Mama and I cruisin’ in that U-Haul van,
Pessimists talking? Nah, I cut them out,
Didn’t even have my phone; tough times, no doubt.
Now, picture this—back at the club,
Hour waitin’ in line, just tryna find love,
Hit up Jacob quick, 'cause I got my advance,
All I wished for was to shine and dance.
Jay told me, 'Soon, stay patient, my man,'
Now he looks back saying, 'Dawg, you were the plan.'
A legend in the game—felt I passed on,
Must’ve found my wings, 'cause I’m flyin' along.
I gotta testify,
Step in the scene lookin’ fly,
Before I leave this Earth, I’ma aim for the sky.
Gotta testify,
Step in the scene lookin’ fly,
Before I leave this Earth, I’ma aim for the sky.
Now let’s elevate (top of the world),
(Top, top of the world),
A-la-la-la-la-la (top of the world),
(Top, top of the world).
Back when Gucci was the goal on the block,
When Slick Rick had the vibes that shock.
I’d do anything, it was all in the game,
Pocket hurtin’ from choices, should’ve played it the same.
Before they craved beats from K. West,
Me and my girl shared bites and blessed.
I was breakin’ down, thinkin’ they all passed me,
How to rise from the lows? Man, I felt so trashy.
Flights out were set, but would I fly back?
But when she came to visit, the vibe turned black.
All the girls I wronged, the sheets with my mess,
Thought I needed more, thought I had to impress.
Trying to right my wrongs is a work in progress,
But those very wrongs birthed these verses I confess.
I gotta testify,
Step in the scene lookin’ fly,
Before the sun sets, you’re gonna touch the sky.
You gon’ touch the sky, baby girl, don’t lie.
Step in the scene lookin’ fly,
Before the sun sets, you gon’ touch the sky.
Yes indeed, guess who's coming through?
Lupe’s slicing vibes like Lupin, too.
Here I am, staying fresh on the curve,
Peachy fuzz vibes but I yearn for the verve.
Let’s slow it down, shifting gears anew,
Bottle shape body, sweet like Mrs. Butter, too.
But wait, hold on, before I speak more,
I’m back on the scene, like that street rapport.
No more lies, just truth in the air,
Not lying where I'm laying, music’s my prayer.
En garde, or touché, I flow like the breeze,
But sometimes I feel trapped like a gun charge squeeze.
Got my game tight, rollin’ in the finest,
I represent the forefront, no one behind us.
Now let me wrap it up right with this final plea:
I gotta testify,
Step in the scene lookin’ fly,
Before the sun sets, you gon’ touch the sky.
You gon’ touch the sky, baby girl, don’t lie.
Step in the scene lookin’ fly,
Before the sun sets, you will touch the sky.
We back at home, baby,
Uh, 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, uh, sky high.
I'm, I'm sky high.
Yeah, let it roll.
Yeah, uh, feels so right to be home, baby.
Feels good to be home.
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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
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 mama 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
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
Now let's take 'em high (top of the world, baby)
(Top, top of the world)
A-la-la-la-la-la (top of the world, baby)
(Top, top of the world)
Now let's take 'em high (top of the world, baby)
(Top, top of the world)
A-la-la-la-la-la (top of the world, baby)
(Top, top of the world)
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 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 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
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 laying on the street
I'm tryna stop lyin' like I'm Mumm-Ra
But I'm not lyin' when I'm laying on the beat
En garde, or touche, 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
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 (yeah), you gon' touch the sky
We back at home, baby
Uh, sky high (yeah)
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, uh, 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
by KanYe West.
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