Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah,
For niggaz up in mom's crib listenin' To this Nas shit wishin' it was then a, me on this track on this beach with palm trees Drinks with straws telling it raw
Jungle of concrete killers and snakes I was amongst Bundles of crack through this that's black I want you to vision my telescope see the hell I wrote It's Reynolds when I wrap it like a envelope
And would send the dope back then Numbers, pimpin' and robbin', well, they still and pimpin' But it's change compare to hip hoppin' And did I mention millions of lip poppin'
Trips expensive gift shoppin' whip Benz's, Jeeps, see, and they bitch got one It's shockin' you thinkin' naw just rhymin' But all this time it's organized crimin'
For instance there was a time when there was a Between streets and but now peep how it's mixed in The is now sickenin', everybody got paper Words of power because of it the hate ya
The watchin' all of those who thuggin' it They wanna us up cause they kids are lovin' it Not knowin' that most are straight ass The shots out, whenever we clash it's Star Wars
We call it Star What when the shots ring out, Star Wars We it Star Wars
Caviar never, I the Cajun blacken Catfish no snails simple to please Met a bad dimples in her cheeks She remembers Busy B when it was peace
Caught myself driftin' in thought 'cause now it's I thought was raised off the shit I record Like I was brought up off that Planet Kurtis Blow, James Smith, Shannon Scott, LaRock in the jams
Why would they fuck with a don, witness Him and his co-defendants, I eat 'em like Lucky With two percent low fat milk, five pro black built It's mother had a motherfucker
I don't think about it niggaz there's a lot of gossip That I'm a prophet or I can't go back to my Can I? Does a grow from a plant yes Do trees from a forest MC's y'all are clitoris
Y'all roll with any click that's winnin' any crew Doin' whatever's trendy, even leave me too Ain't enough room in this is beef between ghetto word spitters with crowns, Star Wars
'Cause is Star Wars, shots ring out everywhere, Star Wars 'Cause this is Wars, shots ring out
This ain't no or MTV, or Joan Rivers fashion police Not you read in tabloid seats are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it Because the game was supposed to be sold we
Came the streets we the voice of the youth America's nightmare was a the mic booth Nike boots, and jean, jewelry, cribs and cars Rappers not dependin' on your nine to jobs
Entertainment, this is our this is our language Different regions speakin' and west gang shit You got your shit like, Common Sense But even he had with the Don Mega Cube
the words get twisted at times it's rules What you think is different from the whenever we feud your pictures and your plaques your tours and autographs Don't trust bitches and niggaz who you your all of that
'Cause they'll be in your face sayin', it's safe To run in your release sprayin' the place Or catch you when you least on point, putting your keys in the you with your seeds in Kay Bee Toys store
Maybe the words get disrespectful now niggaz check you You let that nigga play you, you know we gon' rep you Next mornin' news channel and front page Headlines another was slayed, this is Star Wars