Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah,
For niggaz up in they mom's crib To this unadulterated Nas wishin' it was then Instead a, me on this track on this beach with palm with umbrellas straws telling it raw
Jungle of concrete killers and I was amongst that Bundles of crack this funnel that's black I you to vision through my telescope see the hell I wrote It's Reynolds when I wrap it a envelope package
And they send the dope back then Numbers, pimpin' and robbin', well, still robbin' and pimpin' But it's small change to hip hoppin' And did I millions because of lip poppin'
Trips gift shoppin' whip drivin' Benz's, Jeeps, see, them and they got one It's shockin' you thinkin' naw it's just But all this time it's organized crimin'
For there was a time when there was a line streets and business but now peep how it's mixed in The beef is now sickenin', everybody got Words of power because of it the cops ya
The government all of those who thuggin' it They wanna lock us up cause kids are lovin' it Not knowin' most rappers are straight ass The ring out, whenever we clash it's Star Wars
We call it Star What happens when the shots ring out, Star We call it Wars
never, I rather the Cajun blacken Catfish no snails nigga to please Met a bad bitch dimples in her She remembers Busy B when it was peace
Caught driftin' in thought 'cause now it's different I thought was raised off the shit I record Like I was brought up off that Rock Kurtis Blow, Todd Smith, Shannon Scott, LaRock in the jams
Why would they with a don, Jehovah witness Him and his co-defendants, I eat 'em Lucky Charms With two percent low fat milk, five percent pro 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 plant grow a plant yes Do trees grow from a forest MC's are clitoris
Y'all niggaz roll with any that's winnin' any crew Doin' trendy, even they leave me too Ain't enough in this town What is beef between word spitters with crowns, Star Wars
'Cause this is Star Wars, shots out everywhere, Star Wars this is Star Wars, shots ring out
This ain't no Oscars or MTV, or Joan Rivers fashion 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 given a the mic Nike boots, leathers and jean, jewelry, cribs and not dependin' on your nine to five jobs
Entertainment, this is our world this is our regions speakin' east and west gang shit You got your shit like, Common Sense But even he had drama the Don Mega Cube
the words get twisted at times it's rules What you think is different from the whenever we feud Fuck your pictures and your plaques tours and autographs Don't trust bitches and niggaz who tell you your all of
they'll be in your enemies face sayin', it's safe To run in your release party sprayin' the Or catch you when you least on point, putting your in the door Behind you with your seeds in Kay Bee store
Maybe the words get now your niggaz check you You gon' let that play you, you know we gon' rep you Next mornin' every news and front page Headlines another was slayed, this is Star Wars