Star Stereo

I made sure it was mine
Made sure it was money
Made sure it was mine

[Verse 1 (Blake Anthony)]
Yo
I’m writing songs on an LA porch
Blunts looking like the fingers
On the black hand side
Can’t shake my pride
Soul thoughts
From the bottom of the well
Inside
Closed eyes keep the spirit
Hella frail and blind
Quell my mind
I’m hearing about the hell that’s hot
And we might fry
Cause we love life
Fine wines, fine dimes
And impatience
Drunken fornication
Dropping thoughts from a spaceship

[Hook (Blake Anthony)]
Thеy fall along the stars
Drifting in stereo
Wе ball, we fall alone
Drifting in stereo
My thoughts not all my own
Living in stereo
They fall along the stars
Drifting in stereo

[Verse 2 (Talaya.)]
The world order is
Miseducate the masses
Food for thought
To keep us boxed in classes
Collecting paper
For the corrupt and passionless
Ask this
How many shootings we’ve had?
How many babies we lost?
How many hating they black?
How many fathers got locked?
We living online
Confined to this small idea of freedom
Misleading our own people
Everyday I wake up, grab my phone
Didn’t do that on my own
Scroll all night
Then sleep ’til dawn
Assuming I’m alone
My FBI agent working overtime
Recording my phone
Tapping all my lines
This is what we have subscribed to, to

[Hook (Talaya.)]
They fall along the stars
Drifting in stereo
We ball, we fall alone
Drifting in stereo
My thoughts not all my own
Living in stereo
They fall along the stars
Drifting in stereo

*spaceship sounds*

Thank you for listening
To The Nanostorm
On Star Stereo

NANOSTORM
*radio sounds*