Fly Away
I've told myself, so many times
Not to turn into the type, but I've found
Is it too late, has my time come?
Sometimes I think I'm losing it
Am I the only one?
Understandin', more like demanding
Where do the grey skies end?
Should I stay or fly away?
The wings that I begin to grow
Will surely let me know
How far I have to go
And I'll be there
Oh yet again, thought I was right
But as usual I end up on the wrong side of the fence
Is it too late, has my time come?
Sometimes I think I'm losin' it
Am I the only one?
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Fred Durst: Check! Slim Shady, do the mic. kid
(Eminem)
I don't do black music
I don't do Withe music
I make fight music
For High School kids
I pull side full gripsÂÂ
When I drive like this {screech}
With a slipped disk
From a Limp Bizkit diss
I just missed the gift list for Christmas gifts
So I get pissed and can't pick which wrist to slit
Little rich kids in cribs
Don't attempt this shitÂÂ
Just step back
While I prep up to pimp this bitch
So I said to the girl, I'm like
"What up girl?"
"
Fred Durst: Check! Slim Shady, do the mic. kid
(Eminem)
I don't do black music
I don't do Withe music
I make fight music
For High School kids
I pull side full gripsÂÂ
When I drive like this {screech}
With a slipped disk
From a Limp Bizkit diss
I just missed the gift list for Christmas gifts
So I get pissed and can't pick which wrist to slit
Little rich kids in cribs
Don't attempt this shitÂÂ
Just step back
While I prep up to pimp this bitch
So I said to the girl, I'm like
"What up girl?"
"