Airplanes, Pt. II - B.o.B, Eminem, Hayley Williams

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

Dreaming.

(oh oh oh oh)

Of falling (mmm mmm mmm mmm)

Dreaming (ooh oh oh oh)

(ya) Lets pretend like it’s 98

like i’m eating lunch off of styrofoam trays

trying to be the next rapper comin out the A (A-town)

Hoping for a record deal to ignore my pain (ya)

now lets pretend like i’m on the stage

and when my beat drops everybody goes insane (woo)

okay

and everybody know my name and everywhere I go people wanna hear me sing (oh)

oh yeah and I just dropped my new album on the first week I did Five-Hundred

Thousand

gold in the spring and diamond in the fall and then a world tour just to top it all off

and lets pretend like they called me the greatest selling out arenas with big

ass stages

and everybody loved me and no-one ever hated

lets try to use imagination

Okay lets pretend like this never happened (never)

like I never had dreams of being a rapper (rapper)

like I didn’t 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 didn’t live staring in a notebook (notebook)

like I did the things that i probably knew i should (should)

but Ii aint have neighbours thats why they call it hood (hood yeah)

now lets pretend like i aint got a name before they ever call me BOB aka Bobby

ray

i’m talking back before the mixtapes (yeah) before the videos and the deals and

the fame

before the ever once compared me to Andre 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 (gone gone) and just memories

(oh oh)

and it seems like yesterday it was just a dream

but those days are gone (gone gone)

allright lets pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen

lets pretend things would have been no different

pretend he procrastinated had no motivation

pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin they could blow away with

the wind

marshall you’re never gonna make it makes no sense to play the game there ain’t

no way that you’ll 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 wasn’t time to move and schools were changing again

he wasn’t socially awkward and just strange as a kid

he had a father and his mother wasn’t crazy as sh-t

and he never dreamed he could rip stadiums and just lazy as sh-t

f-ck a talent show in a gymnasium bitch you won’t amount to sh-t quit

daydreaming kid

you need to get your cranium checked you thinking like an alien it just ain’t

realistic

now pretend they ain’t just make him angry with this sh-t and there was no one

he could even aim when he’s pissed it and his alarm went off to wake him off but he didn’t make it to the rap

Olympics left to his plane and he missed it he’s gon' have a hard time explaining to Hailey and Laney these food stamps and

this wick shit

cuz he never risked shit he hopes and he wished it but it didn’t fall in his

lap so he ain’t even here

he pretends that…

Airplanes in the night sky 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