Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah,
For niggaz up in they mom's crib To this unadulterated Nas shit it was then Instead a, me on this track on beach with palm trees Drinks with straws telling it raw
Jungle of concrete killers and snakes I was that Bundles of crack through this funnel that's I want you to vision through my see the hell I wrote It's Reynolds when I it like a envelope package
And they would send the back then Numbers, pimpin' and robbin', well, they still and pimpin' But it's small compare to hip hoppin' And did I mention millions of lip poppin'
Trips gift shoppin' whip drivin' Benz's, Jeeps, see, them and they got one shockin' you thinkin' naw it's just rhymin' But all this time it's like organized
For instance there was a time when was a line Between streets and business but now how it's mixed in The beef is now sickenin', everybody got Words of because of it the cops hate ya
The government watchin' all of those who it They wanna us up cause they kids are lovin' it Not that most rappers are straight ass The shots ring out, whenever we it's Star Wars
We call it Wars What when the shots ring out, Star Wars We call it Star
Caviar never, I rather the blacken Catfish no simple nigga to please Met a bad bitch dimples in her She remembers Busy B battles it was peace
Caught myself driftin' in thought now it's different I thought Niggaz was raised off the I record I was brought up off that Planet Rock Kurtis Blow, Todd Smith, Shannon Scott, LaRock in the jams
Why would they fuck with a don, Jehovah 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 it niggaz talkin' there's a lot of gossip That I'm a prophet or I can't go back to my Can I? Does a plant from a plant yes Do trees from a forest MC's y'all are clitoris
Y'all niggaz roll with any click winnin' any crew Doin' whatever's trendy, even they me too Ain't enough room in this What is beef between ghetto word spitters with crowns, Wars
'Cause this is Wars, shots ring out everywhere, Star Wars 'Cause this is Wars, shots ring out
This no Oscars or MTV, or Joan Rivers fashion police Not what you read in tabloid These are that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it Because the was supposed to be sold we livid
from the streets we the voice of the youth America's was given a the mic booth Nike boots, and jean, jewelry, cribs and cars not dependin' on your nine to five jobs
Entertainment, this is our this is our language Different regions speakin' east and west shit You got your shit like, Common Sense But he had drama with the Don Mega Cube
Acknowledge the words get twisted at times rules What you think is different from the block we feud Fuck your pictures and your your tours and autographs Don't trust bitches and niggaz who tell you your all of
'Cause they'll be in your face sayin', it's safe To run in your release party sprayin' the Or catch you when you least on point, putting keys in the door Behind you with your seeds in Kay Bee store
Maybe the get disrespectful now your niggaz check you You gon' let that nigga play you, you know we rep you Next mornin' every channel and front page Headlines another rapper was slayed, this is Star