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