Star Struck

Oh
Let's get it
Oh, feel it, uh

Illa J let's get it
Repping that DMX with it
Show him that we are nap in this
Twenty years sail on the biz, we are not tripping
Give him that snippet, give him that D
Give him that realness cooking that lyrical shit
In the kitchen, see you in the studio
Drawing that picture
Look at that, look at her
Can I get with y'all, so official
Make the song cry, can I get a tissue
Can I get two more bars I can bless you
Uh, let me hit you with the "huh"

Yeah, I'm verified
Really putting those hours
I'll be fine tunning my powers
Knocking over the tower
Just to feel all in my power (power)
Just random I'm about to go shower (shower)
Life is sweet
But your face looking all showered
Hell of a squeez, say what it is
The heavy release to stay on your feet
My pissed are released
Like everyday a week, ah
I'm a microphone freak
Open up the invoice, look at the receipt
Cheque signed by me, oh

We up in space
We about thirty, ministring Mars yeah
Beefing the place, look at the grill
It feel like it's star ship
I give you the beat, that give you the melody
Just give you the raw-ship
Even inflated, I see that you hate it
It's giving me sure ship

We up in space
We about thirty, ministring Mars yeah
Beefing the place, look at the grill
It feel like it's star ship
I give you the beat, I give you the melody
Just give you the raw-ship
Even inflated, that see that you hate it
It's giving me sure ship

Thirty up on the base, uh
Martial get our jam on
Blow wouldn't call in you face
If you're ain't official can't relate, eh
Never gettin' out of this cake, eh
You didn't even get a fucking plate, eh
What what, more can I say? (uh)
Nothing ain't nobody say (nobody say)
You bluffing, here we are already paid
Turn the energy with some sage
Like say three rubbing their ass of this cringe
Need to be ratio raps of the cringe
Blast enough, I wanna win
Every are feeling like a grin
Need inspiration, get out to breath
Fuck it, let's go to a play, hey

We up in space
We about thirty, ministring Mars yeah
Beefing the place, look at the grill
It feel like it's star ship
I give you the beat, that give you the melody
Just give you the raw-ship
Even inflated, I see that you hate it
It's giving me sure ship

We up in space
We about thirty, ministring Mars yeah
Beefing the place, look at the grill
It feel like it's star ship
I give you the beat, I give you the melody
Just give you the raw-ship
Even inflated, that see that you hate it
It's giving me sure ship