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