Testo Starships And Rockets

Chorus:(Randy)Starships and Rockets in a world that don't give a damnBullets fly past me, who can I trustA player doing the best I canIf you set yo' mind free babyMaybe you'll understandStarships and Rockets, in a world that don't give a damnVerse 1 (Eightball):As the sunsets, I take off my specsSit down and collect, my thoughts of another day in the pastHow it don't last like it use to lastIt's common place to get yo' ass splattered from a gun blastNot trying to preach, just trying to reach out and feel meI chose the righteous path and now people are out to kill meKilling myself, advertising suicideExplaining formulas for black on black genicidesIn other words I apologizeNot for telling the truth, but about the lifestyle I glorifiedNow everlying I have heard and seen much shitBut through it all man, I've always been a lyrisct>From high school, to a hole in a wall, shotting poolOn top of the world, and a nigga still paying duesSinging the blues, cause saturday morning mom bumped itLove and happiness, Al Green and the TrumpetsRolled up in my brain with that hay and henUsing God giving talents, slanging wealth and sinLost in the clouds, drowing in that 80 proofAnd all around me, my world is turning toChorusVerse 2 (Eightball):Look at the asteroids wizzing past youVideo taping everything with they cameras flashingThey 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 eatingWe been jackomentally, by the enemyAnd sometime the enemy could end up being kind to meSpace Age pimp flexing, detectixing plexingFriends turn to foes trying to be slicker than WestinLessons get taught by the one's fucking up constantlyPressured by they peers, distracted by they eyes and earsNigga's sell they souls trying to get the goals inEnd up wonderin' were the bump in road endThen again time won't stop tickin' awayYou won't get shit if you don't get on up and get it todayNew shit turn to old shit quickWhile we killing each other trying to impress a bitchLost in the clouds, drowing in that 80 proofAnd all around us, our world is turning toHook (Randy):Starships and rockets in a world that don't give a damnBullets fly past me who can I trustA player doing the best I canIf you set yo' mind free baby, maybe you'll understand (what)Starships and rockets, in a world that don't give a damn, yeah, yeahDon't 'cha know we got starships, and rocketsGot bullets all around me, yeahA Can ya feel me, can ya' feel meWe're living, livin'On Pluto, and Mars, and MercuryStarships, and RocketsSay everybody hear what I saaaaaaaayChorus