Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah,
For niggaz up in they mom's listenin' To this unadulterated Nas shit wishin' it was Instead a, me on this track on this with palm trees Drinks with umbrellas telling it raw
Jungle of killers and snakes I was amongst that Bundles of through this funnel that's black I want you to vision through my telescope see the hell I It's Reynolds when I wrap it 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 expensive gift shoppin' drivin' Benz's, Jeeps, see, them and bitch got one It's shockin' you thinkin' naw just rhymin' But all time it's like organized crimin'
For instance there was a when there was a line Between streets and but now peep how it's mixed in The is now sickenin', everybody got paper Words of power of it the cops hate ya
The watchin' all of those who thuggin' it They wanna lock us up cause kids are lovin' it Not knowin' that rappers are straight ass The shots ring out, whenever we clash it's Star
We call it Star What happens when the ring out, Star Wars We call it Wars
never, I rather the Cajun blacken Catfish no snails simple to please Met a bad dimples in her cheeks She remembers Busy B battles when it was
Caught myself driftin' in thought 'cause now it's I thought Niggaz was 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, Jehovah Him and his co-defendants, I eat 'em like Lucky With two percent low fat milk, five percent pro built It's mother had a motherfucker
I don't think about it niggaz talkin' 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 grow from a forest MC's y'all are
Y'all niggaz roll with any click that's winnin' any Doin' trendy, even they leave me too Ain't enough room in town What is beef between ghetto spitters with crowns, Star Wars
'Cause is Star Wars, shots ring out everywhere, Star Wars this is Star Wars, shots ring out
This ain't no or MTV, or Joan Rivers fashion police Not what you read in seats These are MC's that live by the code, hard for me to spit it Because the game was to be sold we livid
Came from the streets we the of the youth America's was given a the mic booth Nike boots, leathers and jean, jewelry, and cars Rappers not dependin' on your nine to five
Entertainment, is our world this is our language Different speakin' east and west gang shit You got positive shit like, Common Sense But even he had drama with the Don Cube
the words get twisted at times it's rules What you think is different from the whenever we feud Fuck your and your plaques your tours and autographs Don't trust bitches and niggaz who you your all of that
they'll be in your enemies face sayin', it's safe To run in release party sprayin' the place Or catch you when you on point, putting your keys in the door Behind you with your seeds in Kay Bee Toys
Maybe the words get disrespectful now niggaz check you You gon' let that nigga you, you know we gon' rep you Next mornin' every channel and front page Headlines another was slayed, this is Star Wars