Cigarettes & Whiskey - Kenn Starr

Please pardon me for my viewpoint

«Starr Status» wasn’t a classic, but had a few joints

«Square One» showed niggas that I ain’t lose a step

A seven year hiatus the way to lose respect

I’m guessing I was at fault, end up accruing debt

It’s less about the results, more how you view the test

So I cram to understand life’s greater meaning

Blazing weed to reach an elevated state of being

In need of rehabilitation 'cause the way I see it

Shouldn’t have to be inebriated just to face my demons

'Til I’m performing on them stages with the faces screaming

See I’m a star and I’m just waiting until they can see it

I’m being humble but they sayin' that I stay conceited

That’s make believe, outta them haters I just make believers

All that I need’s a beat that bang enough to shake your speakers

That coaster you call a classic I use to break my tree up

We in different places i got the skill set why I ain’t got a deal yet

We do it at different paces long as my meals fed and my future kids set

No leer jet still I been to some different places

Spittin for different faces so in case it wasn’t clear yet

After the plaques but I’m back on my BS

Got em hittin rewind from gettin my lines

After the fact like a P. S

So sick with the post script that my nose drip flask fulla VS

OP hennessy hold the codeine

Prolific with the poems like 'Pac Shakur u more of a Mopreme

Flow scheme is so mean that I should go green

No Bixby gettin neck like no fifty

Flow gritty like cigarettes and old whiskey