Wednesday, September 22, 2010

If rappers raced...

Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now


Yeah
I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cause after all the racin' and smashin' and crashin'
And all the glitz and the glam and the passion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
And when you're staring at that phone in your lap
And you hoping but them people never call you back
But that's just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel
And they sayin' what would you wish for
If you had one chance
So airplane airplane sorry I'm late
I'm on my way so don't close that gate
If I don't make that then I'll switch my flight
And I'll be right back at it by the end of the night


Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now


Somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job, before I got paid
Before it ever mattered what I had on my resume'
Yeah back when I was tryin' just to find my way
And back when I was racin' for the hell of it
But now I gotta win to stay relevant
I'm guessin’ that if we can make some wishes outta airplanes
Then maybe yo maybe I'll go back to the days
Before the politics that we all call racin’
And back when ain't nobody heard of E P O
And back before I wasn’t racin for that dough
But this is for that contract, what's up Holloway
So can I get a wish to end the politics
And get back to the race that started this sh-t
So here I stand and then again I say
I'm hopin' we can make some wishes outta airplanes