[Intro: King Just]
So you think you can test me?
You don't realize, in this hip hop game
I am your father
[Chorus: King Just]
What you gonna do, when I.C.U., comes for you (nothing)
What you gonna do, when I.C.U., comes for you (nothing)
What you gonna do, when I.C.U., comes for you (nothing)
What you gonna do, when I.C.U., comes for you (nothing)
[King Just]
This is Lord Vader, hater, hip hop savior
I'm made you what you are today, I'm the creator
I gave you breath when you didn't have life
I gave you rhymes before you held the mic
Rookie, get chewed like Chewbacca the Wookie
You a manchar homo, we should call you cookie
Little Ewok, I am hip hop
You won't last long like Todd G's chicken spot
Everything spitting hot, from Obi-Wan Kenobi
Boba Fett, death threats, cuz ya'll don't even know me
Millennium Falcon raps, that's that
I can see why your 'Empire' wanna 'strike back'
You'se a Padawan, I'm full fledged Jedi
I'm Anakin angelic, catch me on the red eye
New Yorker Skywalker, last seen in a flying saucer
On that midnight train back to Georgia
[Chorus]
[King Just]
May the forcer be with you
Before I.C.U. come and get you, wrap you and stitch you
Throw you in the ditch and make people forget you
I created you, you R2-D2
Han Solo, take on ya'll niggas for dolo
That nice, the Emperor, don't gotta do promo's
You not that hard like you C-3PO
We Battlecap Battalion, my nickname Leo
Lion in the back with a twenty sack
I brought the atom bots with me, they don't know how to act
Face the facts, we left from the pooper scooper
You nobody, you couldn't even be a Stormtrooper
Not even if it was to save your life
You need a Lightsaber, as a cordless mic
And the Jedi Manual, chapter one is called
'Never fuck with Just, he's an animal'
[Chorus]
[King Just]
Chapter Two, is called 'Everything's tangible'
And Chapter Three is where I kill MC's, annual
On their daily basis, you suck
You should of bob, weaved & duck, like did Jaba the Hutt
Rock jewels like King Tut, this is a whose whose what
We are, Star Wars, you are, star struck
Hands up, phaser gun, set on son
They call me Tiger Hoods, the way I leave a hole in one
Son of master Yoda, Dutchmaster loader
And my Princess Leia better have more money than Oprah
Ex-Wing fighter, Imperial Guard sniper
Six floor, to the Sith Lord, he's fire
The chosen one, back to bring balance to the force
And for those that were lost, keep your steady on course
The boss to the boss, I am Mace Windu
K.J., you said remember my DNA clones you
[Chorus]
[Outro: King Just]
I.C.U., I ain't even gotta say no more
I.C.U., Lord Vader, you fucking haters
I.C.U.
