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Fly away, I guess I'm ready to fly away Leave my troubles behind today Watch me hopping, just fly away! Cause all my life I've been hearing it in dungeons... ... the African got to fly. See the light that's at the end of the tunnel It's the only way to kiss me alive Now I'm closer, cause it keeps getting warmer Stripe down the corner! I'm almost breathing Finally breathing Just like an eagle, Watch me spread my wings away! Uh, I got this mac whispering raps and fine women with an attitude Started from the bottom, now I'm working on my latitude Everything happened for a reason, All these niggas grilling, are just salted cause I'm Caesar Please, I'm the ill-est, I know it Young dreamer from Burg city About to drop the anchorman raps around Burgundy Ugly with the wordplay, flow still so pretty Fly like an eagle, while you're all just so birdy I got no worries, it's a celebration Yell this to that fast food, it's that Appalachian My new shit sounding classical, homie SongtexteTell my shit that we're rising from the ashes, homie That's why the Pheonix, baby! I do it for the kids and the people on the grind I'm just handling my biz, cause we're running out of time I do it for the kids and the people on the grind I'm just handling my biz, cause we're running out of time... I've been hooked on this shit since I've been hooked on fine mix Now I write hooks for niggas that are hooked on grinding It's a dream turned reality, kill anyone who challenges me Mortal combat, finish him, fatality. I'm shouting in this bitch, ain't got no diamonds on me I'm back, American Idol, fuck all of you Simons, homie! Cause life's too short, I'd like to propose a toast To all of the good times, I hope I don't overdose Have this drug called love, I ain't looking in that rear view Devil in my ear, tell 'em, fuck it, I don't fear you! We live half what you see, none of what you went through Great vibes, baby, I got great lines, baby It's an A crime hitting on a nigga spitting real shit You ain't got no feelings if you tell me you don't feel this Music make the broke... instead of broke ass niggas feel rich Standing on the skyscraper, about to take a dive, Watch me, fly! I do it for the kids and the people on the grind I'm just handling my biz, cause we're running out of time I do it for the kids and the people on the grind I'm just handling my biz, cause we're running out of time Aus Songtexte Mania