Second Chance To Fly - The Jive Aces

I’m free as a motherfuckin' bird I swear,

Disappear in thin air, there go Game, nigga where?

Posted on the block in them black Airs,

In that all black Phantom, hug the block like a bear,

Yeah, that V12 is roarin',

Flyin' through the city with the pedal to the floor then —

I put them 26 inches on the curb, tell the hood I’m back,

Give me a corner — let me serve,

Swerve, I’m still dope that’s my word,

All I did was the switch the kitchens,

Did some tracks on the birds…

Irv — Gotti know I’ma murderer,

Half these niggas beefin' with me,

I never heard of them,

If I was the old me I would murda them

Matter fact, if I was the old me — I would Curtis them,

You look like you’re in another world

But I can read your mind

How can you be so far away

Lying by my side

Eminem

I never would’ve dreamed in a million years I’d see,

So many motherfuckin' people who feel like me, who share the same views

And the same exact beliefs, it’s like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me,

so many lives I

Touch, so much anger aimed, in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays,

and straight

Through your radio waves it plays and plays, 'till it stays stuck in your head

for days and

Days, who would of thought, standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair,

with some peroxide,

Reaching for a t-shirt to wear, that I would catapult to the forefront of rap

like this, how

Could I predict my words would have an impact like this, I must’ve struck a

chord, with somebody

Up in the office, cause congress keeps telling me I ain’t causin' nuthin' but

problems, and now

They’re sayin' I’m in trouble with the government, I’m lovin' it,

I shoveled shit all my life,

And now I’m dumping it on…

the game

Cos when the sun come up — from behind the sea,

Niggas see me behind the B,

E N T. don’t stand for entertainment,

Stands for zero to sixty, anybody see where Game went?

To the hood, parked crooked behind that chained fence,

And I’m going down behind my dogs, but I ain’t Vick!

Tell me one album I put out that ain’t sick?

No I’m not the Doctor, but I produce the same shit!

eminem

Look at these eyes, baby blue, baby just like yourself, if they were brown,

Shady lose, Shady

Sits on the shelf, but Shady’s cute, Shady knew, Shady’s dimple’s would help,

make ladies swoon

Baby, ooh baby, look at my sales, let’s do the math, if I was black,

I would’ve sold half, I

Ain’t have to graduate from Lincoln high school to know that, but I could rap,

so fuck school,

I’m too cool to go back, gimme the mic, show me where the fuckin' studio’s at!