Chorus:(Randy)
Starships and Rockets in a world don't give a damn Bullets fly past me, who can I A player doing the I can If you set yo' mind free you'll understand Starships and Rockets, in a that don't give a damn
1 (Eightball):
As the sunsets, I off my specs Sit and collect, my thoughts of another day in the past How it don't like it use to last It's common place to get yo' ass from a gun blast Not trying to preach, just to reach out and feel me I chose the path and now people are out to kill me Killing myself, suicide Explaining formulas for black on 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 hole in a wall, pool On top of the world, and a nigga paying dues Singing the blues, saturday morning mom bumped it Love and happiness, Al Green and the Rolled up in my brain that hay and hen God giving talents, slanging wealth and sin Lost in the clouds, in that 80 proof And all around me, my is turning to
2 (Eightball):
Look at the asteroids past you Video taping everything with they flashing They caught me dashing out the studio, with the 2 inch >From the hood to stage it just no escape >From the devil, no matter who you are it's to beat 'em >From the TV that 'cha watching to the food that eating We been jackomentally, by the And the enemy could end up being kind to me Space Age flexing, detectixing plexing Friends turn to foes trying to be slicker Westin Lessons get taught by the fucking up constantly Pressured by they peers, by they eyes and ears Nigga's sell souls trying to get the goals in End up wonderin' were the in road end Then again time stop tickin' away You won't get shit if you get on up and get it today New turn to old shit quick we killing each other trying to impress a bitch Lost in the clouds, in that 80 proof And all around us, our is turning to
(Randy):
Starships and rockets in a world that don't give a Bullets fly past me who can I A player doing the I can If you set yo' mind free baby, maybe understand (what) Starships and rockets, in a world that give a damn, yeah, yeah Don't know we got starships, and rockets Got bullets all me, yeah A Can ya feel me, can ya' me We're living, On Pluto, and Mars, and Starships, and Say everybody what I saaaaaaaay