The Star Room / Killin’ Time (Live)

[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' these 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