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The Star Room / Killin' Time Songtext
von Mac Miller

The Star Room / Killin' Time Songtext

This next song right here is called The Star Room
It′s how I open up my album
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
This song is the moment you stop lying to yourself
Alright?

Hallelujah, thank God I have a future
Prayin' I don′t waste it gettin' faded
Cause I'm smoking, till I′m coughin′ up tar
Through the surge, energy curve like a lumbar
I don't act hard, still read Babar
Trippin′ out, lookin' at a bunch of Google map stars, shit
They got a app for... that


But me, I′m still trapped inside my head I kinda feel like it's a purgatory
So polite and white, but I got family who would murder for me
Think I′m living paradise, what would I have to worry 'bout?
Dealing with these demons, feel the pressure, find the perfect style
Making sure my mom and dad are still somewhat in love
All these backfires of my experiments with drugs
And I experience the touch of my epiphany in color form
The difference between love and war inform me I'm above the norm
But, give me anybody though, I′ll gladly chew his face off, them bath salts
Rhymin′ like it's summertime on asphalt, hot
Haven′t picked a major label think I'm black balled
I still don′t got the heart to pick my phone up when my dad calls
Will he recognize his son when he hears my voice?
I put this music against my life, I think I fear the choice
And I don't know what I′m running from, but I'm running still
I conversate with acquaintances, but it's nothing real
I′m from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel
So a hundred mils wouldn′t make me sign a fucking deal
Money kills, that's the truth, it′s called the root of evil
But I want that Rolls Royce that the homie Lennon drove
So, if you ain't talkin′ bout some money I'ma send you home
Unconventional, special but unprofessional
Adolescent expression that′s lettin' me meet these centerfolds
As troubles fill my mind capacity I let them go
If I was Johnny Depp in Blow, I would let it snow
That's just me all wylin′ out and being extra though

I wonder if I lost my way
I wonder if I lost my way
Did I lose my way
My way
Did I lose my way
My way

Ay, ay, come on
Come on, come on
San Diego, come on
Say, can you feel it
Say, can you feel it
Say, can you feel it?
Let′s go, woo
San Diego, California
We gon' start this one like this


I′m posin' a question
How many been empty and holding aggression
Close to depression, open your eyes and just focus a second
Fuck a recession, my brother, my mind is a weapon
I′m letting it go
Loading and pointing at negative energy
Telling me stop, telling me no

Your aura is something you ain't even sure of
Explore the core of California, whores got more to snort up
I′ve had a smorgasbord of pornographic thought
That's a lot, the feeling come after the shock
Praise me I'd rather you not
′Cause it′s driving me crazy, the fact that you pay
To make me do something I love

You come to the club searching for drugs, drunk
Fucking these sluts
God loves me, what if he does, what does it mean
You're wastin′ away doin' nothing, you′re frontin'
Why ain′t you chasin' your dreams

We wonder 'bout life but none of us willin′ to learn
The money we earn is something to burn
Why won′t they give me a turnout
Feed the hungry and clothe the naked
You're mistaken, the world is cold
It′s lonely, ain't it

Win ′em high roller homes in Vegas
Raid 'em with some home invasions
Contaminatin′ the place with plague
We just saved the day
I waste away in this room spitting these raps
Y'all put the world in my hands, I'm giving it back

It′s a gift, our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle can contain this drive
It′s a gift, our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle can contain this drive

OK
Forfeit in the war, he lays a sword down and walks away
Grabs a .40 from the corner store, begins to contemplate
Dealin' with death like he work in the morgue
Absorbing the souls, forgotten, he lost his way
Staring down the barrel thinking, not today

Life′s so precious, Lord knows that life's so precious
Fight to the death ′til there's nobody left
You′re holdin' your breath because you might get infected
I'm animalistic, instinctively thinking I′m getting ballistic
Be specific — to those who in control, we all statistics
Misogynistic with a twisted mind, I′m intertwined
My trigger finger itching, all I kill is time
Initial symptoms of schizophrenic behavior
The mind is like religion, can't agree on who′s its savior

The newest flavor of superhero, I'm shootin′ lasers
Except I'm cool with Vader and blowing up rooms full of strangers
A news anchor the youth can relate to, it′s nature
If you're a hater, I'll deal with you later
No thank you
I′m just your neighbor, please don′t do me no favors
Really though, come on homie, we're major
I waste away in this room spittin′ these raps
Y'all put the world in my hands, I′m giving it back

It's a gift, our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle can contain this drive
It′s a gift, our time to be alive
1, 2, said 1, 2, 3
Said everybody put your hands up (hands up)
So get 'em up (get 'em up)
Said put your hands up (hands up)
So get ′em up (get ′em up)
Said put your hands up (hands up)
So get 'em up (get ′em up)
So get 'em up (get ′em up)
Get 'em up
San Diego, put your hands up
So get ′em up (get 'em up)
Said put your hands up (hands up)
So get 'em up (get ′em up)
Go, go, go, go, go

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