Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah,
For up in they mom's crib listenin' To unadulterated Nas shit wishin' it was then Instead a, me on this track on this beach with palm Drinks with straws telling it raw
Jungle of concrete killers and I was amongst that Bundles of crack through this funnel that's I want you to vision through my telescope see the hell I It's Reynolds when I it like a envelope package
And they would the dope back then Numbers, pimpin' and robbin', well, they still and pimpin' But it's small change compare to hip And did I millions because of lip poppin'
Trips expensive gift whip drivin' Benz's, Jeeps, see, and they bitch got one It's shockin' you naw it's just rhymin' But all this time it's like crimin'
For there was a time when there was a line Between and business but now peep how it's mixed in The beef is now sickenin', 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' most rappers are straight ass The shots ring out, whenever we clash it's Star
We it Star Wars What happens when the shots ring out, Star We call it Wars
Caviar never, I rather the blacken no snails simple nigga to please Met a bad dimples in her cheeks She remembers B battles when it was peace
Caught myself driftin' in thought 'cause now different I thought was raised off the shit I record Like I was up off that Planet Rock 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 Charms With two low fat milk, five percent pro black built It's nothin' mother had a
I don't think about it talkin' there's a lot of gossip That I'm a or I can't go back to my projects Can I? Does a plant grow a plant yes Do trees grow a forest MC's y'all are clitoris
Y'all niggaz with any click that's winnin' any crew Doin' trendy, even they leave me too Ain't enough in this 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 no Oscars or MTV, or Joan Rivers fashion police Not you read in tabloid seats These are that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it Because the game was to be sold we livid
from the streets we the voice of the youth America's nightmare was a the mic booth boots, leathers and jean, jewelry, cribs and cars Rappers not on your nine to five jobs
Entertainment, this is our this is our language Different regions speakin' east and west gang You got your positive shit like, Common But even he had drama with the Don Cube
Acknowledge the words get twisted at it's rules What you think is different the block whenever we feud your pictures and your plaques your tours and autographs Don't trust and niggaz who tell 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 least on point, putting keys in the door Behind you with your in Kay Bee Toys store
Maybe the words get disrespectful now your niggaz you You gon' let that play you, you know we gon' rep you mornin' every news channel and front page Headlines another rapper was slayed, is Star Wars