Touch the Sky

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Check
Come on

I heard through the grapevine you're looking for me
Asking how I was doing and where I might be
I know it's been a while since you seen a friend
But experience changed my ambience
I swore I saw myself in an ambulance
Armstrong, kinda like the Tour de France
Lost a little time, but I made amends
Gained confidence and I'm confident
You know how it goes when time just flies
When you're sitting in coach and you're staring at the aisles
There's someone in first class who looks like you
But a better lookin' version with a better lookin' crew
Think about all the time accrues
When you think about and just think about
Think about what you gon' do
And all the strife you're gonna go through
Found myself there too many times
Too many nights, wasting too many rhymes
Rick James, my lyrics lost too many lines
Turned my head and missed too many signs
In the darkness light is hard to find
But in that light, yo it's hard to shine
Sunrays don't reach around here
In the basement and walls built the fear
Escalating but no one dares
Sometimes I gotta mask myself
Don't think, try to ask myself
How I'm doin', what I'm doin', when I'm doin' it
Too much thought, might ruin it
The experience in the journey is imperative
But it's better to be a character who can narrate
Than a narrator who can't relate

Put your hands up
And lift that dream
Tonight you're gonna be a star
So let your light beam
Touch the sky
Touch the sky
Touch the sky
Put your hands up
And lift that dream
Tonight you're gonna be a star
So let your light beam
Touch the sky
Touch the sky
Touch the sky

It feels so good to be back on this mic
With this mic in my hand, yo, I'm back in the right, right
I'm running towards the finish line, back to the light
Time to double up like a package of rice
No more, I'm feeling like a villain 'cause I'm givin' up
Never giving up 'cause I'm real as what
I'm a real boy better than Pinocchio
Puff, puff, give like Toyko
I'm tryin', I'm movin' with the heart of a lion
I see the sun set in front of me, I'm not gon' stop
'Cause I know when it rises I'ma ride it to the top
Spittin' words to its rays, so it's gotta be hot
But it's hard, holding on keeping your guard
Sometimes you gotta believe what you don't see, like God
I know it's hard when you're battling the stars
Not the ones on TV, but the ones in the sky
To my broke ass friends, throw your ones in the sky
To my broke ass friends, we the ones, I gotta try
'Cause when the shit hits the fan, we the first one to die
The government's addicted and we're the supply
Selling crack to our own, tryna make it to the top
Come around my way, homie, when the propane stops
You gettin' gassed, huh, I ain't gon' lie
It's hard not to see the shit when you can't afford two-ply
But when it costs too much to get here, can't afford to die
Not I, I can't leave my kids with nada
That's the burden on my chest in the form of a gun
The disappointment just a bullet that will be shot by my son
For all the times I didn't listen and decided to run
For all the times I didn't learn from my life experience
The worst events
Make you feel like you gon' die
Those are the ones that make you stronger
And that's why I, I say

Put your hands up
And lift that dream
Tonight you're gonna be a star
So let your light beam
Touch the sky
Touch the sky
Touch the sky
Put your hands up
And lift that dream
Tonight you're gonna be a star
So let your light beam
Touch the sky
Touch the sky
Touch the sky



Credits
Writer(s): Lloyd Gregory Sandiford, Angelo Quaglia
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