Fly Away : Eminem

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some people ask me, where i’ve been lately
they thought i fell off, nobody could save me
i play in the background, i don’t back down
so don’t get it twisted, tryna play me
first i come out, they underate me
then i come back, still try to fade me
they say i’m nasty, say i’m crazy
ask what i think, i say maybe
i fly away
it ain’t nothin’ in my way so i may aswell fly away
it ain’t nothin’ else to say so i may aswell fly away
i know you wanna see me down but we aint gon die today
cos i’ve been to the top and there’s nowhere else to go
the only way to see me is if you lookin’ up from down below
and there’s nothin’ else to say so i may aswell fly away
and there’s nothin’ in my way so i may aswell fly away
i’m on top of this thing so i may aswell fly away

got my self esteem back, got my confidence up
i’ma step up on the stage now, i’m gonna strut
and walk around with my pants hanging over my butt
and you aint gotta tell me notin’ boy, get off of my nuts
it goes one for the money, two for the show
my shit don’t stink, i dont think so
wipe my ass with a tissue and roll it back up in a roll
are you ready now, here we go
the bald eagle has landed
i’m back in ya hair, sorry for leavin’ you stranded
im twice as dread and evil and rancid
they cant sit, i don’t think anybody understands it
especially when the worlds silly putty in ya hands, its playdough
i aint got to play though, they say i died in a fatal
car crash, shows what they know
shit if i did, it’d be a trailer not a car
the white trash star
i f-ckin rv up like brett favre
homie you got it backwards, your dippin your soup inside ya crackers
i can carry rap til my back hurts
set it down go right back to the chiropractors
get my back right
now i’m right back on you bastards
i was chasin’ the dragon, i dont know what happened
it was like the feelin’ i had when i first started rappin’
i just could’nt seem to get back and recapture that magic
so i went back to the lab, thats where i’ve been at when…

some people ask me, where i’ve been lately
they thought i fell off, nobody could save me
i play in the background, i don’t back down
so don’t get it twisted, tryna play me
first i come out, they underate me
then i come back, still try to fade me
they say i’m nasty, say i’m crazy
ask what i think, i say maybe
i fly away
it ain’t nothin’ in my way so i may aswell fly away
it ain’t nothin’ else to say so i may aswell fly away

i took a hiatus haters now i’m back to cause trouble
got the f-cking shape of mushroom clouds for thought bubbles
im the *bang* you aint f-ckin sick
the hospital won’t even give you cough drops for course cocksucker
you think your hot, you aint even luke warm
my pubes hotter than you
your soft i use fire to cool me off
i told em i’ll grow up one day and show ‘em i’d be able to choke clouds
pick up lightenin’ bolts and throw ‘em
take the world by storm with these words i form
georgie porgie kissed the girls, make the girls cry for em
make ‘em swarm, make ‘em fight over the shirts i’ve worn
sworn over my sweat towels, its mind blowin
yes im livin’ the dream homie, cant nothin’ compare
i’m so up, i’m stuck in mid air i’m lovin’ it yeah
its like these people are steps now, all they do is stare
these haters is so p-ssy they’re afraid to be scared
this is pay back, like i owe ‘em back pay
they spat in my face, now i’m back to do them the same exact way
and leave this rap game with a bad taste,
and slap it back out, before i step back out of this crap thanks
slap me now i’m slapping ‘em back hey! f-ck it we’ll slap back
but yeh okay now we’ll talk cause i’m smack ay
and i aint looking back infact they can stare at my ass crack
how’s that for hindsight, what the track say?

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Believe It : Saigon

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Oh
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Whoa, oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh
And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh
And that's what it gon' be
Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it's a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh
They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh

After the sunshine come the rain, after the fun time come the pain
I often wonder if it's gonna change
I caught a bad case of Smacking-Bitch-I-Itits (What happened?)
I came home, my wife got my daughter in shitty diapers (Damn)
The rice is still raw and the meat is still frozen in the freezer
I hate that I'm to close to her to leave her
Either I hit the street to do some pitching, knowing these dudes is snitching
Or die trying to make it as a musician
My living condition is not in the greatest condition (Nope)
And nah, I ain't bitching, I just gotta make a decision
Should I breeze past, hop out in a ski mask
Rob everything moving and cruise in a G-Class (Vroom)
But keep writing the heat that the street like it
Youngings is reciting my lyrics, so keep biting
Y'all niggas is thinking shit is easy, it's hard
One thing I know I'm a do is keep believing in God

Whoa, oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh
And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh
And that's what it gon' be
Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it's a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh
They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
You better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh

After the fast songs come the slow, after the sad songs come some more (More)
This is the life I have come to know
Police is in Marquis', Chevy Caprices stroll
The young, hood boogers idolize Keyshia Cole
The rap figures throwing money in the air like it's pizza dough
People in the hood ain't eating though (Though)
I tried to help the labels see the vision
But they lowered me to a subdivision, you gotta be fucking kidding
They'd rather me pretend to be something I'm not
I'm the new Public Enemy, I'm different than Yung Joc

And nah, I ain't dissing, this nigga's up in the Forbes
Shit, I ain't made a dollar trying to rap for the cause
But in these next four bars, I'll tell you about Maleverly Laws
They enforcing on North American shores
Dog, if they can have rifles on their farms
Then I don't see why they knocked T.I. for trying to bear arms

Whoa, oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh
And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh
And that's what it gon' be
Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it's a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh
They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh

Tell them wave at the artist, I feel like I'll make it regardless
Don't forget I'm the ex-con that made it the farthest (Yup)
Until the day that I lay with the martyrs
Or until the day I'm parlaying, playing with my sons and my daughters
I'mma remain the smartest, hardest working nigga in the business
Just Blaze, can I get a witness (Yessir)
See that they probably get it if I come out flop
Get dropped, go back to my block and get shot (Pop)
As they putting my body in that life-size Ziplock
Then you'll be saying "Damn, Giddy died for this hip-hop"
Or maybe it entail you to get locked
To another 20 in the rock for them to give me my props
Whatever the case may be
We do a census on who is the sickest lyricist, they say me
That's without a album out, y'all rated me
I drop one and I'mma bow out gracefully

Whoa, oh
We keep rising to the top
Whoa, oh
And keep eyes out for the cops
Whoa, oh
And that's what it gon' be
Whoa, oh
'Cause you ain't gon' stop me
They got you working two jobs, trying to make ends meet
You just trying to keep your kids off the street
You gotta believe it (Best believe it's a dream)
Oh, you better believe it (You too can achieve)
Uh, oh
They got you locked in a hole, 19 years old
10 years, no chance for parole
They better believe it (That's right, tell them again)
Oh, you better believe it (After that, tell a friend)
Whoa, oh

Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh
Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh
Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh
Keep, keep, keep rising
Whoa, oh

Wooo!
We on the radio

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