| They told me shootin' for the stars was the answer
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| Yeah, I took a trip to the stars, no rocket fuel, no NASA
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| Black astronaut, tell me, what more could you ask for?
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| The path wasn’t never there
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| It’s one my niggas had to build everywhere, look
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| They told me shootin' for the stars was the answer
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| Yeah, I took a trip to the stars, no rocket fuel, no NASA
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| Black astronaut, tell me, what more could you ask for?
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| The path wasn’t never there
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| It’s one my niggas had to build everywhere (Yeah, yeah)
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| Why you still mad at your boy? |
| (Boy)
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| Yeah, I hustle 'cause I had no choice
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| They rather that I had no voice, voice, but instead
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| My parents held perspective for the mislead
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| Cigarettes and baby mama’s that sip Henn
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| While the weight of the world gets heavier
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| Borders where they try and build barriers
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| Talkin' here, buildin' hysteria
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| That’s why my young niggas don’t care enough
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| We’d rather rock diamond wristwear and a pair of Buffs
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| They’d rather have us locked down in a pair of cuffs
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| Unfair fair enough
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| I wonder why you never see no peace
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| Why my outfit’s not low-key
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| Treat foreign whips like trophies
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| Belong in this world
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| But we have to make our own in this world
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| They told me shootin' for the stars was the answer
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| Yeah, I took a trip to the stars, no rocket fuel, no NASA
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| Black astronaut, tell me, what more could you ask for?
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| The path wasn’t never there
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| It’s one my niggas had to build everywhere, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| (Yeah, yeah)
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| Those days that’ll make you wanna shout
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| Thirteen, had to be the man of the house
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| Man or a mouse? |
| Money was the path we was after
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| Things took a pass, had to grow a little faster now
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| Cold-hearted was the outcome, middle finger to ones
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| Pointin' fingers that never been where I’m from
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| We was all trapped in, shit
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| Why you think we was all strapped then?
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| Head in the clouds, yeah, you deserve it
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| You would proably see a star if you looked a little further
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| Life’s like a jump off the edge
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| Hope my wings form 'fore this fall ends
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| They told me shootin' for the stars was the answer
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| Yeah, I took a trip to the stars, no rocket fuel, no NASA
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| Black astronaut, tell me, what more could you ask for?
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| The path wasn’t never there
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| It’s one my niggas had to build everywhere, look
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| They told me shootin' for the stars was the answer
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| Yeah, I took a trip to the stars, no rocket fuel, no NASA
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| Black astronaut, tell me, what more could you ask for?
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| The path wasn’t never there
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| It’s one my niggas had to build everywhere
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| Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black NASA , by - Black Milk. Song from the album DiVE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп