SHOOTIN' STARS Songtext
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SHOOTIN' STARS Songtext
Captain′s log
I'm floating fly and ready
Supplies runnin low
Shields holding at 43%
I′m floating fly and ready
Morale is high
Cuz we got hella weed on this bitch
Live out in this Galaxy
Star date is, Star what the fuck
Shit, I forgot
Captain has the bridge
I'm just sittin in the cockpit
Laughin at, how these mufukkas can't stop shit
Intergalactic, folks - double stack it
Hold a nigga down like a bubble jacket
I love the racket (louder) but this ain′t tennis
Yo
Muthafucka, dinners ready
Come and get it (Come and get it)
I boldly go where they ain′t went before
Sky lookin indigo - feelin like a sentinel
Perfect leaned out on my Captain Kirk shit
Hit the transporter room and beam to the surface
On It
Interplanetary legendary light speed
Hustler I got anything you might need
Plus I'm the, opposite of a customer
Pull up in ya Galaxy just ta Fuck it up
I write plutonium sodium chloride
Ignite it at the podium, I told em in ′05
This shit here got me
Light years ahead
Zoning off a that medi
Taking hits a that petroleum
I'm floating fly and ready
For this life that I live (Hey)
Know aint nothing reggie
As I orbit around the norm
Blowing this smoke to hold me steady
In my sight it appears (I see It)
Live out in this Galaxy
Ima shooting star
Wit none to come before travel after me
On life Til it ends (Yo)
Ima be the man
Writing in my captain′s journal
As the journey here begins
You droppin pre-rolls, I'm droppin Kilos
Fuck them lil weak flows, I eat those
Force feed bars at warp speed
Smokin like I′m posted up at Forte Green
Floatin thru Nebula - Captain E.O
Hit the stage like photon torpedoes
In a gazebo on the holodeck
We perceive ya lil set as not a threat
As I Grip a bottle neck, sip a brew
Watchin the future comin in to view
Get the maximum from the minimal
6 star General sick bars clinical
Plentiful poetry
I don't understand - I over see
Well, not in actuality - but so to speak
I'm cordless, no strings, broke orbit
After I watched the whole underground go corporate
Tsk, I′m out
This shit here got me
Light years ahead
Zoning off a that medi
Taking hits a that petroleum
I′m floating fly and ready
For this life that I live
Know aint nothing reggie
As I orbit around the norm
Blowing this smoke to hold me steady
In my sight it appears
Live out in this Galaxy
Ima shooting star
Wit none to come before travel after me
On life Til it ends
Ima be the man
Writing in my captain's journal
As the journey here begins
Ill Brown on the beat
Live out in this Galaxy
Bert Kenerson on the hook
We at Warp 5 right now
I′m floating fly and ready
On a mission to locate the Nuclear Pastas
Live out in this Galaxy
Sensors pickin up something in quadrant 7-596:B-alpha
Finna, Check it out
I'm floating fly and ready
Supplies runnin low
Shields holding at 43%
I′m floating fly and ready
Morale is high
Cuz we got hella weed on this bitch
Live out in this Galaxy
Star date is, Star what the fuck
Shit, I forgot
Captain has the bridge
I'm just sittin in the cockpit
Laughin at, how these mufukkas can't stop shit
Intergalactic, folks - double stack it
Hold a nigga down like a bubble jacket
I love the racket (louder) but this ain′t tennis
Yo
Muthafucka, dinners ready
Come and get it (Come and get it)
I boldly go where they ain′t went before
Sky lookin indigo - feelin like a sentinel
Perfect leaned out on my Captain Kirk shit
Hit the transporter room and beam to the surface
On It
Interplanetary legendary light speed
Hustler I got anything you might need
Plus I'm the, opposite of a customer
Pull up in ya Galaxy just ta Fuck it up
I write plutonium sodium chloride
Ignite it at the podium, I told em in ′05
This shit here got me
Light years ahead
Zoning off a that medi
Taking hits a that petroleum
I'm floating fly and ready
For this life that I live (Hey)
Know aint nothing reggie
As I orbit around the norm
Blowing this smoke to hold me steady
In my sight it appears (I see It)
Live out in this Galaxy
Ima shooting star
Wit none to come before travel after me
On life Til it ends (Yo)
Ima be the man
Writing in my captain′s journal
As the journey here begins
You droppin pre-rolls, I'm droppin Kilos
Fuck them lil weak flows, I eat those
Force feed bars at warp speed
Smokin like I′m posted up at Forte Green
Floatin thru Nebula - Captain E.O
Hit the stage like photon torpedoes
In a gazebo on the holodeck
We perceive ya lil set as not a threat
As I Grip a bottle neck, sip a brew
Watchin the future comin in to view
Get the maximum from the minimal
6 star General sick bars clinical
Plentiful poetry
I don't understand - I over see
Well, not in actuality - but so to speak
I'm cordless, no strings, broke orbit
After I watched the whole underground go corporate
Tsk, I′m out
This shit here got me
Light years ahead
Zoning off a that medi
Taking hits a that petroleum
I′m floating fly and ready
For this life that I live
Know aint nothing reggie
As I orbit around the norm
Blowing this smoke to hold me steady
In my sight it appears
Live out in this Galaxy
Ima shooting star
Wit none to come before travel after me
On life Til it ends
Ima be the man
Writing in my captain's journal
As the journey here begins
Ill Brown on the beat
Live out in this Galaxy
Bert Kenerson on the hook
We at Warp 5 right now
I′m floating fly and ready
On a mission to locate the Nuclear Pastas
Live out in this Galaxy
Sensors pickin up something in quadrant 7-596:B-alpha
Finna, Check it out
Writer(s): Laurence Michael Langford, William Brown, Bert Kenerson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
