NAS » Star Wars

Verse 1
Yea, yea, yo, yea, yea, for niggaz up in there moms crib, listening
to this un adultrarated Nas shit wishing it was them instead of me
on this track on this beach wit palm trees, drinks with umbrella straws
telling it raw. Jungle of concrete killas and snakes i was amongst that,
bundles of crack threw this funnel thats black, i want you to vision
threw my telescope, see the hell i wrote, it's rentals when i rap it like
a envolope package, and they was into dope back then. Numbers
pimpin and robbing well they still robbing and pimping.But it's small
change compared to hip hopin and, did i mention millions because of
lit popin, trips, expensive gift shopping ???? Benz, Jeeps, see them
and they bitch got one. Its shockin, you saying no its just ryhming but
all this time it's like organize crime and, for instance there was a time
where there was a line between streets and business, but now peep how
it's mixed in, the beef is now sicknin. Everybody got paper words are
power, because of it the cops hate ya. The Goverment wacthing all of
those who thuging it, they want to lock us up cause the kids are loving
it. Not knowing that most rappers are straight ass and shots rang out
whenever we clash. It's star wars. (star wars)echoed

Chorus
we call it star wars, what happens when
the shots rang out it's called star wars.
we call it star wars.


Verse 2
Caviar never i rather the cajun blackened, catfish no snails simple nigga
to please. Met a bad bitch, dimples in her cheek, she remembers busy
beat battles when it was peace. Caught myself drifting in thought, cause
now its different i thought, niggaz was raised off the shit i record. like i was
brought up off that planet rock, Curtis Blow, James Tarr Smith, Shanen Scott
la rock and the jams why would they fuck wit the dawn. Jehovah witness, he
and his co-defendants i eat dem like lucky charms, wit two percent low fat
milk five percent pro blsck built. It's nothin mother had a mother fuck em,
i don't think about it, niggaz talking there