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Eightball F/ Randy Miscellaneous Starships And Rockets Chorus:(Randy) Starships and Rockets in a world that don't give a damn Bullets fly past me, who can I trust A player doing the best I can If you set yo' mind free baby Maybe you'll understand Starships and Rockets, in a world that don't give a damn Verse 1 (Eightball): As the sunsets, I take off my specs Sit down and collect, my thoughts of another day in the past How it don't last like it use to last It's common place to get yo' ass splattered from a gun blast Not trying to preach, just trying to reach out and feel me I chose the righteous path and now people are out to kill me Killing myself, advertising suicide Explaining formulas for black on black genicides In other words I apologize Not for telling the truth, but about the lifestyle I glorified Now everlying I have heard and seen much shit But through it all man, I've always been a lyrisct >From high school, to a hole in a wall, shotting pool On top of the world, and a nigga still paying dues Singing the blues, cause saturday morning mom bumped it Love and happiness, Al Green and the Trumpets Rolled up in my brain with that hay and hen Using God giving talents, slanging wealth and sin Lost in the clouds, drowing in that 80 proof And all around me, my world is turning to Chorus Verse 2 (Eightball): Look at the asteroids wizzing past you Video taping everything with they cameras flashing They caught me dashing out the studio, with the 2 inch tape >From the hood to stage it just ain't no escape >From the devil, no matter who you are it's hard to beat 'em >From the TV that 'cha watching to the food that 'cha eating We been jackomentally, by the enemy And sometime the enemy could end up being kind to me Space Age pimp flexing, detectixing plexing Friends turn to foes trying to be slicker than Westin Lessons get taught by the one's fucking up constantly Pressured by they peers, distracted by they eyes and ears Nigga's sell they souls trying to get the goals in End up wonderin' were the bump in road end Then again time won't stop tickin' away You won't get shit if you don't get on up and get it today New shit turn to old shit quick While we killing each other trying to impress a bitch Lost in the clouds, drowing in that 80 proof And all around us, our world is turning to Hook (Randy): Starships and rockets in a world that don't give a damn Bullets fly past me who can I trust A player doing the best I can If you set yo' mind free baby, maybe you'll understand (what) Starships and rockets, in a world that don't give a damn, yeah, yeah Don't 'cha know we got starships, and rockets Got bullets all around me, yeah A Can ya feel me, can ya' feel me We're living, livin' On Pluto, and Mars, and Mercury Starships, and Rockets Say everybody hear what I saaaaaaaay Chorus |
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