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[Chorus: 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 nowCan 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[Interlude: B.o.B] + (Hayley)Dreamin (ohhhhh ohh-ohh-ohhh)Of fallin (mm-mmmmmmm)Dreamin (ohhhhhhhhhh ohhhh)Of fallin (ohhhhhh ohhhh)[B.o.B]Yeah, yo, let's pretend like it's '98 ('98)Like I'm eatin lunch off of Styrofoam trays (yeah)Tryin to be the next rapper comin out the A (A-Town)Hopin for a record deal to ignore my painYeah, now let's pretend like I'm on the stageAnd when my beat drops everybody goes insane (woo)Okay, and everybody know my name (Bob)And everywhere I go people wanna hear me sangOh yeah, and I just dropped my new albumOn the first week I did 500 thousandGold in the spring, and diamond in the fallAnd then a world tour just to top it all offAnd let's pretend like they call me the greatest (yup)Letras de cancionesSellin out arenas with big ass stagesAnd everybody loved me and no one ever hatedLet's try to use imagination[Chorus] w/ B.o.B ad libs[B.o.B]Okay, let's pretend like this never happenedLike I never had dreams of bein a rapperLike I didn't write raps up in all of my classesLike I never used to run away into the blacknessNow, let's pretend like it was all good (good)Like I didn't live starin in the notebookLike I did the things that I probably knew I shouldBut I ain't have neighbors, that's why they call it hoodYo, now let's pretend like I ain't got a name (nah)Before they ever called me B.o.B or A.K.A. Bobby RayI'm talkin back before the mixtapesBefore the videos and the deals and the fameBefore they ever once compared me to Andr (3000)Before I ever got on MySpace (yeah)Before they ever noticed my face (yeah)So let's just pretend, and make wishes out of airplanes[Chorus] w/ B.o.B ad libs[B.o.B - singing]And it seems like yesterday, it was just a dreamBut those days are gone, they're just memoriesAnd it seems like yesterday, it was just a dreamBut those days are gone[Eminem]Ahem, aightLet's pretend, Marshall Mathers never picked up a penLet's pretend, things would've been, no differentPretend, he procrastinated, had no motivationPretend, he just made excuses that were so paper thinThey could blow away with the wind, "Marshall you're never gonna make itMakes 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 friendsPretend he even had a friend to say was his friend!And it wasn't time to move and schools weren't changin againHe wasn't socially awkward and just strange as a kidHe had a father and his mother wasn't crazy as shitAnd he never dreamed he could rip stadiums and just lazy as shit!Fuck a talent show in the gymnasium bitch"You won't amount to SHIT, quit daydreamin kid!You need to get your cranium checkedYou're thinkin like an alien, it just ain't realistic"Now pretend, they ain't just, make him angry with this shitAnd there was no one he could even aim when he's pissed atAnd his alarm went off to wake him but he didn't make it to the Rap OlympicsLeft to his plane and he missed itHe's gon' have a hard time explainin to Hailie and Laineythese food stamps and this WIC shitCause he never risked shit, he hoped and he wished itBut it didn't fall in his lap so he ain't even here, he pretends that[Chorus][Hayley Williams harmonizes to the end] From Letras Mania