Airplanes (Part II) (feat. Kellin Quinn and Tom Denney) (B.o.B ft. Hayley Williams Cover)
Can we pretend that airplanes In the night sky Are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now Wish right now Wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes In the night sky Are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now Wish right now Wish right now
(B.o.B)
Lets pretend like its 98 Like Im eatin lunch off of Stryofoam trays Tryna be the next rapper comin out the A (A-Town) Hoping for a record deal to ignore my pain Now lets pretend like Im on the stage And when my beat drops, everybody goes insane (Okay) And everybody know my name (B.o.B) And everywhere I go, people wanna hear me sing Oh, yeah, I just dropped my new album On my first week, I did 500,000 (Yes) Gold in the spring, and diamond in the fall And then a world tour just to top it all off And lets pretend that they call me the greatest Sellin out arenas with big-ass stages And everybody loved me, and nobody hated Just tryna use imagination ...... Can we pretend that airplanes In the night sky Are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars) I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now) Wish right now (Wish right now) Wish right now (Wish right now)
(Okay) Lets pretend like this never happened Like I never had dreams of being a rapper Like I didnt write raps up in all of my classes Like I never used to run away into the blackness Now, lets pretend like it was all good (Good) Like I didnt live starin in the notebook (Notebook) Like I did the things that I prolly knew I should (Should) But I aint have neighbors, thats why they call it hood (Yeah) Now lets pretend like I aint got a name Before they ever called me B.o.B or AKA Bobby Ray Im talkin back before the mixtapes Before the videos and the deals and the fame Before they ever once compared me to Andre (Three Stacks) Before I ever got on MySpace Before they ever noticed my face So lets just pretend And make wishes out of airplanes .... And it seems like yesterday It was just a dream But those days are gone Theyre just memories
And it seems like yesterday It was just a dream But those days are gone
(Eminem)
Lets pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen Lets pretend things wouldve been no different Pretend he procrastinated, had no motivation Pretend he just made excuses that were so paper-thin They could blow way with the wind Marshall, youre never gonna make it Makes no sense to play the game, aint no way that youll win Pretend he just stayed outside all day and played with his friends Pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend And it wasnt time to move and schools werent changin again He wasnt socially awkward and just strange as a kid He had a father and his mother wasnt crazy as shit And he never dreamed that he could rip stadiums And just lazy as shit Fuck a talent show and a gymnasium, bitch You wont amount to shit, quit daydreamin, kid You need to get your cranium checked Youre thinkin like an alien, it just aint realistic Now pretend that they aint just make him angry with this shit And there was no one he could And his alarm went off to wake him But he didnt make it to the Rap Olympics Slept through his plane and he missed it Hes gon have a hard time explaining to Hailie and Laney These food stamps and this WIC shit Cause he never risked shit, he hoped and he wished it But it didnt fall in his lap, so he aint even here He pretends that
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