me Give me a break, what world do you live in Death is my sect, guess my religion Colors My pants are sagging' braided hair Suckers stare but I don'
soda Gang bangers start to understand the dope game fast Kidnap the drug dealers for the ransom cash Gotta represent, what you say you are, that's a star
sky That I'm under Who gets money, remain fly Yeah, I wonder? Eyes flutter As love When Nas pops up Stars get starstruck Panties start drippin', the
five mikes Take the five mikes Jam the five mikes Five star and nigga life (brrat) (Bun B) Nigga this is G shit Straight up out the wars, from out
drive to make it, you'll reach a place called success Can you hear me? Dat one yah a fi di ghetto youth dem Yo, star this a murder, man, a ghetto youth
wonders we once knew so well Did we forget what happened surely we can tell We must have waited all our li Moment moment moment Star light movement
Watch what your lady do we stoned the fuck out Not just your car nigga, chrome ya truck out Calico plastic, twin to match it Ice white like some Star Wars
me no more You got me (yeahhh)... standing on the verge (ahahaa) [Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] Love create wars I got wounds and scars The strobe lights are dancing Dancing with the stars
bottles of Don P, but I ain't perfect Just imagine me with no flaws Like a parking, lot wit no cars Cell block, wit no bars World wit no wars, L.A. wit no stars
seldom get targets Private-DIC sell hits, like porno-flicks do chicks The 666 cut W.I.C. like Newt Gingrich sucks dicks Meanwhile, the government brings Star Wars
to be a man) How to find a way to end these wars with you? (The more we run the more we hide) Were we just fools to ever start? Would it make sence for
cash, lightin' up the grass Four Seasons stays, more reason for us to play Doin' sunset the Porsche Caberlay Or the red eye flights like the Jedi Knight in Star Wars
no sense To escape How long will it take To make the world a flaming star How long will it take Till they will stop their senseless wars How long will
's over when I open them I want the things that I had before Like a star wars poster on my bedroom door I wish I could count to ten Make everything be
got gamea?? And needles and pins a man can't take a??Peaches living in niches a??Digging the scene like beautiful cliches a??From these shapes of a gangster lean a??Ignoring wars
narrow man And hold in a heaven Grab it hold of for lamb You try to deafen me And leave it for shaving Man over for same, yeah Ben stars in all my wars
Victory won in a world of Hennessey and guns Too young for the marches but I remember these drums To start reality of wars and battles we fought for ours