Starz

[Hook] My people come from starz But not that far away But ya'll know who we are There's really not that much to say [Verse 1] How you gonna race with a spaceman Who walks with pride and grace through the wasteland Do not attempt to embrace or shake hands Unless you been blessed by Acey the face man I'm from a place where the bass from the late jams Snap all the elastic and waist bands And cracks through the plastic on raybans Get your colorways dunked in a paint can It ain't the funk if you can't dance How you gonna front when you ranked last Fuck a high class function with stank-ass snobs My jobs getting drunk with the wait staff Fuck a dance from the late class We in the lab with the bunsons that break glass This is rap for the monks on the 8 paths Those still getting crunk and need a late pass When we were kids we would listen and believe We had a need that felt like a sickness to go a long distance To fuck with an emcee No prescription if this is your disease [Verse 2] There's been a breach in the fortress Nobody here speaks from the cortex A leaked gem from the swim team If fiended for like tweak in the northwest Not for real but it's getting there I'm ice cold like the tap on you frigidaire I kick raps when kicks snap tremendous snare Causes the big blap that pauses the click track If you run outta gauze then get the gift rap Don't talk tall then fall from the kickback The swim team's big black walk-on Kicking facts with mismatched socks on Impact like this track with dropped bomb Yell 'fuck yes' if you know what's next Those still quiet are suspect Butterflies in the belly stomach bubble upset [Hook]