Chorus:(Randy)
Starships and in a world that don't give a damn Bullets fly me, who can I trust A doing the best I can If you set yo' mind baby Maybe you'll Starships and Rockets, in a world that give a damn
1 (Eightball):
As the sunsets, I take off my Sit down and collect, my thoughts of another day in the How it don't last like it use to It's place to get yo' ass splattered from a gun blast Not to preach, just trying to reach out and feel me I chose the righteous path and now people are out to me Killing myself, suicide Explaining formulas for black on genicides In other words I Not for telling the truth, but about the lifestyle I Now I have 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 Singing the blues, cause saturday mom bumped it and happiness, Al Green and the Trumpets Rolled up in my brain that hay and hen Using God talents, slanging wealth and sin Lost in the clouds, drowing in 80 proof And all me, my world is turning 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 >From the hood to stage it just ain't no >From the devil, no matter who you are it's to beat 'em the TV that 'cha watching to the food that 'cha eating We jackomentally, by the enemy And sometime the enemy could end up being to me Space Age pimp flexing, detectixing Friends turn to foes trying to be slicker than Lessons get by the one's fucking up constantly by they peers, distracted by they eyes and ears Nigga's sell they souls to get the goals in End up were the bump in road end Then again time won't stop tickin' You won't get if you don't get on up and get it today New turn to old shit quick While we killing each other to impress a bitch Lost in the clouds, drowing in 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 the best I can If you set yo' mind free baby, maybe understand (what) Starships and rockets, in a that don't give a damn, yeah, yeah Don't 'cha know we got starships, and Got bullets all around me, A Can ya feel me, can ya' me living, livin' On Pluto, and Mars, and Starships, and Say everybody hear I saaaaaaaay