The Star Room / Killin’ Time Live by Mac Miller Lyrics
[Part I: The Star Room]
[Intro: Mac Miller]
This next song right here is called "The Star Room"
It's how I open up my album, man
Yeah, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
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 smokin' Backwoods 'til I'm coughin' up tar
Feel the surge, energy curve like a lumbar
I don't act hard, I still read Babar
Trippin' out, lookin' at a bunch of Google map stars
They got a app for that
[Verse: Mac Miller]
But me, I’m still trapped inside my head, it kinda feel like it's a purgatory
So polite and white, but I got family who would murder for me
Think I'm livin' paradise, so what I have to worry 'bout?
Dealin' with these demons, feel the pressure, find the perfect style
Makin' 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
Difference between love and war inform me, I'm above the norm
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 blackballed
Still don't got the heart to pick the phone up when my dad call
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 runnin' from, but I'm runnin' still
I conversate with acquaintances, but it's nothin' real
I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel
So a hundred mills wouldn't make me sign a fuckin' deal
And 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 don't got some money for me, 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 'em go
If I was Johnny Depp in Blow, I would let it snow
But that's just me all wildin' out and bein' extra, though
[Interlude: Mac Miller]
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, yeah
Ayy, uh, come on, come on
Come on, come on
S-San Diego, come on, come on
So can you feel it?
Said, can you feel it?
Said, can you feel it?
Let's go
Woo
San Diego, California
We gon' start this one like this
[Part II: Killin' Time]
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Said, I'm posin' a question
How many been empty and holdin' aggression?
Close to depression, open your eyes and just focus a second
Fuck a recession, my brother
My mind is my weapon, I'm lettin' it go
Know that I'm pointin' at negative energy, tellin' me "Stop"
They tellin' me "No"
Your aura is somethin' you ain't even sure of
Explore the core of California, hoes got more to snort up
I've had a smorgasbord of pornographic thought
That's a lot, the feelin' come after the shock
Praise me, I'd rather you not, 'cause
It's drivin' me crazy
The fact that you pay to make me into somethin' I love
You come to the club, searchin' for drugs, drunk, fuckin' these sluts
God loves me, what if he does, what does it mean?
You're wastin' away doing nothin', you're frontin'
Why ain't you chasin' your dreams? Uh
We wonder 'bout life but none of us willin' to learn
The money we earn is somethin' to burn
Why won't they give me a turn–out?
Feed the hungry and clothe the naked
You're mistaken, the world is cold and it's lonely, ain't it?
When them high-rollers homes in Vegas raided with some home invasion
Contaminatin' the place with plague, we just saved the day
[Refrain: Mac Miller]
I waste away in this room spittin' these raps
Yahweh put the world in my hands, I'm givin' it back, Tay
[Chorus: Tay Walker]
It's a gift
Of our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle
Can contain this drive
It's a gift
Of our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle
Can contain this drive
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Okay, forfeitin' the war, he lays his sword down and walks away
Grabs a forty from the corner store and begins to contemplate
Dealin' with death like he work in the morgue
Absorbin' souls forgotten, he lost his way
Starin' down that barrel, thinkin', "Not today"
Life's so precious, said Lord knows life is so precious
Fight to the death, 'til there's nobody left
You're holdin' your breath 'cause you might get infected
Minimalistic, instinctively thinkin' of gettin' ballistic
Be specific, to those in control, we all statistics
Misogynistic with a twisted mind, I'm intertwined
My trigger finger itchin', all I kill is time *Gunshot*
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
'Cept I'm cool with Vader, blowin' up rooms that's full of strangers
A news anchor the youth can relate to, it's nature
If you a hater, I'll deal with you later, no, thank ya
I'm just your neighbor, please don't do me no favors
Said, really though, come on, homie, we major
[Refrain: Mac Miller]
I waste away in this room spittin' out raps
Yahweh put the world in my hands, I'm givin' it back, Tay
[Chorus: Tay Walker & Mac Miller]
It's a gift
Of our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle
Can contain this drive
It's a gift
Of our time to be alive (One)
No earthly vehicle (Two)
[Outro: Mac Miller]
Said, one, two, three
Said, everybody, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Said, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Said, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up), get 'em up (Get 'em up)
San Diego, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Said, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Now go, go, go, go, go, go, go
[Intro: Mac Miller]
This next song right here is called "The Star Room"
It's how I open up my album, man
Yeah, ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy
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 smokin' Backwoods 'til I'm coughin' up tar
Feel the surge, energy curve like a lumbar
I don't act hard, I still read Babar
Trippin' out, lookin' at a bunch of Google map stars
They got a app for that
[Verse: Mac Miller]
But me, I’m still trapped inside my head, it kinda feel like it's a purgatory
So polite and white, but I got family who would murder for me
Think I'm livin' paradise, so what I have to worry 'bout?
Dealin' with these demons, feel the pressure, find the perfect style
Makin' 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
Difference between love and war inform me, I'm above the norm
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 blackballed
Still don't got the heart to pick the phone up when my dad call
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 runnin' from, but I'm runnin' still
I conversate with acquaintances, but it's nothin' real
I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel
So a hundred mills wouldn't make me sign a fuckin' deal
And 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 don't got some money for me, 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 'em go
If I was Johnny Depp in Blow, I would let it snow
But that's just me all wildin' out and bein' extra, though
[Interlude: Mac Miller]
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, yeah
Ayy, uh, come on, come on
Come on, come on
S-San Diego, come on, come on
So can you feel it?
Said, can you feel it?
Said, can you feel it?
Let's go
Woo
San Diego, California
We gon' start this one like this
[Part II: Killin' Time]
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Said, I'm posin' a question
How many been empty and holdin' aggression?
Close to depression, open your eyes and just focus a second
Fuck a recession, my brother
My mind is my weapon, I'm lettin' it go
Know that I'm pointin' at negative energy, tellin' me "Stop"
They tellin' me "No"
Your aura is somethin' you ain't even sure of
Explore the core of California, hoes got more to snort up
I've had a smorgasbord of pornographic thought
That's a lot, the feelin' come after the shock
Praise me, I'd rather you not, 'cause
It's drivin' me crazy
The fact that you pay to make me into somethin' I love
You come to the club, searchin' for drugs, drunk, fuckin' these sluts
God loves me, what if he does, what does it mean?
You're wastin' away doing nothin', you're frontin'
Why ain't you chasin' your dreams? Uh
We wonder 'bout life but none of us willin' to learn
The money we earn is somethin' to burn
Why won't they give me a turn–out?
Feed the hungry and clothe the naked
You're mistaken, the world is cold and it's lonely, ain't it?
When them high-rollers homes in Vegas raided with some home invasion
Contaminatin' the place with plague, we just saved the day
[Refrain: Mac Miller]
I waste away in this room spittin' these raps
Yahweh put the world in my hands, I'm givin' it back, Tay
[Chorus: Tay Walker]
It's a gift
Of our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle
Can contain this drive
It's a gift
Of our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle
Can contain this drive
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Okay, forfeitin' the war, he lays his sword down and walks away
Grabs a forty from the corner store and begins to contemplate
Dealin' with death like he work in the morgue
Absorbin' souls forgotten, he lost his way
Starin' down that barrel, thinkin', "Not today"
Life's so precious, said Lord knows life is so precious
Fight to the death, 'til there's nobody left
You're holdin' your breath 'cause you might get infected
Minimalistic, instinctively thinkin' of gettin' ballistic
Be specific, to those in control, we all statistics
Misogynistic with a twisted mind, I'm intertwined
My trigger finger itchin', all I kill is time *Gunshot*
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
'Cept I'm cool with Vader, blowin' up rooms that's full of strangers
A news anchor the youth can relate to, it's nature
If you a hater, I'll deal with you later, no, thank ya
I'm just your neighbor, please don't do me no favors
Said, really though, come on, homie, we major
[Refrain: Mac Miller]
I waste away in this room spittin' out raps
Yahweh put the world in my hands, I'm givin' it back, Tay
[Chorus: Tay Walker & Mac Miller]
It's a gift
Of our time to be alive
No earthly vehicle
Can contain this drive
It's a gift
Of our time to be alive (One)
No earthly vehicle (Two)
[Outro: Mac Miller]
Said, one, two, three
Said, everybody, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Said, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Said, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up), get 'em up (Get 'em up)
San Diego, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Said, put your hands up (Get 'em up)
So get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Now go, go, go, go, go, go, go