[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah, yeah


[Verse 1]
For ^!$$%z up in they mom's crib listenin
To this unadulterated Nas %#@! wishin it was then

Instead a, me on this track on this beach with palm trees
Drinks with umbrellas straws telling it raw
Jungle of concrete killers and snakes I was amongst that

Bundles of crack through this funnel that's black
I want you to vision through my telescope see the hell I wrote
It's Reynolds when I Wrap it like a envelope package

And they would send the dope back then
Numbers, pimpin and robbin, well they still robbin and pimpin
But it's small change compare to hip hoppin

And did I mention millions because of lip poppin
Trips expensive gift shoppin whip drivin
Benzes, Jeeps, see, them and they (*##$ got one

It's shockin you thinkin naw it's just rhymin
But all this time it's like organized crimin
For instance, there was a time when there was a line

Between streets and business, but now peep how it's mixed in
The beef is now sickenin, everybody got paper
Words of power, because of it the cops hate ya

The government watchin all of those who thuggin it
They wanna lock us up cause they kids are lovin it
Not knowin that most rappers are straight $$#

The shots ring out, whenever we clash it's Star Wars

[Chorus]

We call it Star Wars
What happens when the shots ring out, Star Wars
We call it Star Wars


[Verse 2]
Caviar 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 peace

Caught myself driftin in thought, cause now it's different I thought
^!$$%z was raised off the %#@! I record
Like I was brought up off that Planet Rock

Kurtis Blow, James Todd Smith, Shannon Scott, LaRock in the jams
Why would they $#&@ with a don, Jehovah witness
Him and his co-defendants, I eat 'em like Lucky Charms

With two percent low fat milk, five percent pro black built
It's nothin mother had a mother$#&@er
I don't think about it ^!$$%z talkin there's a lot of gossip

That I'm a prophet or I can't go back to my projects
Can I? Does a plant grow from a plant yes
Do trees grow from a forest MC's y'all are !@$%oris

Y'all ^!$$%z roll with any click that's winnin any crew
Doin whatever's trendy, even they leave me too
Ain't enough room in this town

What is beef between ghetto word spitters with crowns, Star Wars

[Chorus]

Cause this is Star Wars, shots ring out everywhere, Star Wars
Cause this is Star Wars, shots ring out


[Verse 3]
This ain't, no Oscars or MTV or Joan Rivers fashion police
Not what you read in tabloid seats

These 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 livid
Came from the streets we the voice of the youth

America's nightmare was given a the mic booth
Nike boots, leathers and jean, jewelry, cribs and cars
Rappers not dependin on your nine to five jobs

Entertainment, this is our world this is our language
Different regions speakin east and west gang %#@!
You got your positive %#@! like, Common Sense

But even he had drama with the Don Mega Cube
Acknowledge the words get twisted at times it's rules
What you think is different from the block whenever we feud

$#&@ your pictures and your plaques your tours and autographs
Don't trust (*##$es and ^!$$%z who tell you your all of that
Cause, they'll be in your enemies face, sayin it's safe
To run in your release party sprayin the place
Or catch you when you least on point, putting your keys in the door

Behind you with your seeds in Kay Bee Toys store
Maybe the words get disrespectful now your ^!$$%z check you
You 'gon let that ^!$$% play you, you know we 'gon rep you
Next mornin every news channel and front page
Headlines another rapper was slayed, this is Star Wars