Quasars - Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko

Scoob, I feel what you saying, bro but, man, you always talking about Moon,

stars, quasars.

I mean, man, you sound like Elroy Jetson or some shit, bro

I’m saying though, like, there’s more to me than just gold tooth gangsta shit,

you dig?

I feel you

Like, like I’m on some enlighten the world Like teach these young niggas

something, know what I’m talkin' 'bout?

Let a muthafucka that there’s more to

life, man

Ain’t nobody teach me shit

Sick of the truth, searching for proof

Who do I ask?

Who’s in the loop?

Locked away answers, I need the key

It has to be something y’all keeping from me

Ashes to ashes, dust to dirt

Walking this Earth, but what am I worth

Breath in this body and blood in these veins

The body’s a rental, how long am I staying?

Scatter my mental, I’m kinda resentful

All of these lies, it could’ve been simple

Whatever I make it, acknowledge and growth

Out of this matrix, I’m out of this hole

Rotting away, it’s eating my soul

Hungry for knowledge and eager to grow

Truth in the lies and I realize

I must go get it if I want to thrive

Push it aside, I feel it inside

I’m wasting my time if I’m meant to fly

But who am I?

Help me define

The man in the mirror with pain in my eyes

Trapped in the struggle and fighting the fire

Every desire’s the way that I’m wired

Asking for passage, show me the light

Chase it, embrace it with all of my might

I’m looking at the Moon and stars

Amazing how they fill the sky

Gazing out the sunroof

Tripping off of God’s design

I don’t even smoke weed

Feel me?

I ain’t even high

Can’t sleep at night, my brain got me asking questions — why?

Where do we come from?

Quasars up in my eyes

Truth behind God’s design

Got me asking questions like

Why do what I do when I was raised right?

And how I’m watching Pornhub on the late night?

Momma praised the Lord, maybe I ain’t pray right

I been searching for my soul in the dark, but in the daylight

Ain’t supposed to look at niggas like I look at 'em

Hold my finger and shook at 'em

Cops is popping 'em all through, then bookin' 'em

People ain’t seeing no good in 'em

In God we trust and He’s in us

And ain’t no Heaven above

Pray while I’m still breathing that people seeing that the Heaven is love

See that’s what I think

I don’t sleep at night, I just blink

Will I ever get rich off this while I’m just stressing and losing my hair in

the sink

Our mind is a gold mine that I think we just sitting on

On this planet we living on

They say for my seed’s speed is too fast for roots to slither on

And can’t forget that I was stolen

Brought to this land that we living on

Why their descendants is loving me?

In prison, whatever I’m spitting on

Which way do I go?

I need to know, Father, before I die

Ain’t got no manual to this shit

So I’m still asking «Why?»

I’m looking at the Moon and stars

Amazing how they fill the sky

Gazing out the sunroof

Tripping off of God’s design

I don’t even smoke weed

Feel me?

I ain’t even high

Can’t sleep at night, my brain got me asking questions — why?

Where do we come from?

Quasars up in my eyes

Truth behind God’s design

Got me asking questions like