[Quincy Jones] Starry night.. an unknown creation Written by, and from the archives of Tupac Shakur Dedicated to the memory of Vincent Van Gogh
A creative heart obsessed with satisfying this dorment and uncaring society You have given them the stars at night and you have given them bountiful bouquets of sunflowers but for you there's only contempt Though you pour yourself into that frame and present it so proudly this world could not accept your masterpieces, from the heart So on that starry night, you gave to us and you took away from us the one thing we never acknowledged, your life..
[Mac Mall] Yeah, game laid down by Q, y'knawmsayin? Vocals by Rasheeda, fly beat by QDIII And flows by the M-A-C y'all, Mr. M-A-C Mall
[CHORUS: Rasheeda] Starry night, your life You gave to us, and took away from us Starry night, your life You gave to us, and took away from us
[Mac Mall] Uhh, uhh.. watch me live my art; writin words from my soul in blood I speak the truth on every thang I love I'll probably sacrifice my life.. to send my message through mics It's like a war drum callin soldiers at night It's bigger than music I spit it straight from the heart So it's cold n dark and deep like a universe, but nah don't start It's for ya entertainment but it's my life y'all And I can't rewind, fast forward, or press pause But when you give your all, it's like the fans demand more And after the tour I sit alone like before When ya name is hot it's all love, the world is yours But when you fall off, you get ignored
[Mac Mall] You on the cover of da magazine, flossin on the TV screen Toastin wit yo' champagne, playin life like a game Loaded in the limousine, love to hear the fans scream Swimmin wit the sharks now, ain't no love - money king People got they hands out but ain't nobody lendin hands Can you really blame dem for tryin to get what they can? Late night, bright lights, lust n lies And anythang goes under the Hollywood sign Well you might lose ya soul and who knows what you find But go ahead main we all wanna shine... But go ahead main we all wanna shine...
[Mac Mall] There you have it.. Y'know, when I was younger I prayed, to get in this game Y'know to hold dis microphone in my hand I asked the man upstairs, to let me rock a crowd one day Y'know let people out there feel the way I feel through my music Like my homeboy Tupac did fo' sho' And he gave that to me But he didn't he didn't he didn't let me know about all the shady Shit that's in, in between you and yo' dream, y'know? See it's more than the music, I spit it from the heart So sometime it's cold n it's dark, but it's raw And that's how I'ma bring it to you every time, y'know?