Lyrics:
feeling happy like on the photo
you took when I was two
held by my nanny now she's a granny
living in Mumbai with you
Cross the Atlantic to Puerto Rico
drifting
Now it Starrs its Starrs its starrs
Think about it man we used to be nameless
Now fvk a Bitch off of these frequency
Still living that life like its
Any moment now, he'll notice me
Me, and my butterfly heart
Any moment now, he'll turn around and grin
And say at last where have you been?
We're
on My Mind
Neva droppin nothin subpar
Im runnin like a trackstar
Even tho you still see me
Drivin in my car
Old skool playing bumpin that Atlantic Starr
Out on the promenade and the
Gamblin' commission's hangin'
On by the skin of its teeth
[Chorus]
Well now everything dies, baby that's a fact,
wit me
By dis time day know that dat K wit me
I swear I stay high den a maple tree
I smoke all my weed outa maple leafs
I caught my 1st case down by
Purell by the grams
Got sanitizers in my pants (what the hell?)
They started callin' me the man (the man)
I'm puttin' masks on all my bands (my bands)
though
Take that shit like day by day
Know a young nigga going all the way
Ball on a nigga like Im Hardaway
Niggas just turn up the bass bitch
Get the fuck
on the promenade
And the gambling commission's hanging on by the skin of its teeth
Well, now, everything dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
threads, I hold like rope
You do not move 'til I say go GO
Now let me explain my rap god qualities
I give that in very large quantities
What you do believe
are
I hit my hometown when it's time to slow down
They didn't know then I bet they know now
Elevator to the top I ran away from facades
Keeping em
much time you got
Told you,"shouldn't run a lot"
Now look how much time you got
Take life on the streets- your own
Made by Grease beats- pure dog
pictures drew
And one became this lonely soul who sits here now
And sings this song to you
(Chorus)
By and By; By and By
broken relations
Now it's you I'm facing
Yes I'm changing and estranging
Only ones who ever know
I just wanna fill my soul
And learn how to
Disappear
Off of ravioli
Eating bread bologna
Yeah we came
From having nothing
Now we living cozy
Repping Brooklyn
Like my **** joey
They hear the bars
Told em
cruisin', nigga, I will lose it
I get on my bully shit, fuck up a nigga movin'
Now fuck who ya crew is, fuck what the true is
Gang Starr forever, fuck what
on some Atlantic
Starr, sipping on some glasses
Sit back, relax, and watch time roll past you
Now you caught up in the rapture
You better check the NASA,
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
My signal's gettin' kinda weak
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I know you got to be a freak, ooh
Turn it up, turn it
back (pump brakes)
Now I fell back
The tables start to turn around
Any sign she gave, I followed up
We became close by default
Then I thought I hit
WHEN HE FEAST
START AT YA FEET
AND SPIT OUT YA TEETH
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN' ON?
AND BY THE END YOU GON' KNOW THE SONG
SENSI STARR HOT LIKE A LOADED GUN
High in Atlantic emotions on a cruise
Take me back to nature, tired of living in this zoo
Driven by the profits and the silhouettes
Curious bout
a chain reaction
Dopest vocalist ad now the main attractionn
Things turn gold at my slightest touch
That`s why the people say that I`m much too much
Now keep your ass on the floor..
[Sticky] Yo who the fuck can I trust man?
[devil] You can trust me man
[Sticky] Everywhere I turn there's danger God!
do or don't, you don't try
And I'm the kinda girl that's nice with it
In my jeep just banging that Gang Starr shit
You can call me Spero, the thinking
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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