Released on June 5, 2001

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[Intro]

Yes

I have two tickets to the NAACP Awards

The Image Awards

Secret Servicemen, you can sit down

My seats are in the front row, I hate to be so arrogant

But I am

I have two tickets, Keith, and Esham

And also, backstage passes

For the afterparty, thank you


[Verse 1: Kool Keith]

Black starship control, walk like I'm Darth Vader

My green limousine, purple Maury alligators

Glow in the dark Pele jacket, shoes shine in your face accurate

Never seen a leather jacket with lights in the back of it

Custom made by the kids who sew and makes clothes for Prince and Sisqo

I'm 2004 beyond the average club music and disco

I take cities by storm, drop deep like hills in San Francisco

Cookout with hoodrats and fry chicken in crisco

After dinner, girls come over in lingerie

Bake sugar cookies and ginger snaps from Nabisco

Even nighttime, we bust a night rhyme

Ridin' fluently into the mountains with briefcases countin'

Millions and billions and zillions

And quintrillions, in mansions talkin to chameleons

Dark Vadar


[Chorus]

Dark Vadar, watchin DVD's with his new BETA and may the force be with 'chu

Dark Vadar, watchin DVD's with his new BETA and may the force be with 'chu

Dark Vadar, watchin DVD's with his new BETA and may the force be with 'chu

Dark Vadar, watchin DVD's with his new BETA and may the force be with 'chu


[Verse 2: Esham]

Back on the scene with a pocket full of green

And I'm speedin' like I'm caffeine

Intergalactic, super tactics, sultan with this rapping

Pull up, tinted out limousines, in Detroit I am never seen

Plus I keep a motherfuckin' laser beam

To blow away your motherfuckin' hater scheme

Crazy as this shit might seem, livin' in a nightmare, not a dream

All my life I been a microphone fiend, you want the title? Step in the ring

You ain't tryin to hear me, get your ear bit off

May the force be witchu when I turn your shit off

Star Wars, me and Keith in the bar with scores of whores

And the tours for whores

Pimps push Cadillacs, gorilla macks

Swingin' the battle-axe since I was sippin' Similak

But I wanna be breastfed by Princess Leia, playa

Me and Keith new millenium rhyme sayers

Too futuristic

For you to miss this shit

And if you do

May the force be with 'chu


[Chorus]

Dark Vadar, watchin DVD's with his new BETA and may the force be with 'chu

Dark Vadar, watchin DVD's with his new BETA and may the force be with 'chu

Dark Vadar, watchin DVD's with his new BETA and may the force be with 'chu

Dark Vadar, watchin DVD's with his new BETA and may the force be with 'chu


[Outro]

First of all we were in Cali' had to check our currency

That was the most bullshit we went through when we arrived on your planet

We were insulted with the two dollars for parking

The drinks and the chicken was good

But the fat bitches with the pot bellies and the tattoos walking around kept asking us for money

They had long weaves with pot belly monsters

Asking us for cash

Insulting us, pissing on our integrity

We gave tips and we smoked a lot of palladium to air yea they were charging like four hundred dollars to refuel like they were some penthouse models from the agency

You pissed me off on your planet

Giving us the wrong numbers like we were intoxicated, harrassed

Destroying our fantasy

Telling you and me and my friends that you already had a man

We got more embarrassed and we left

So, we had to blast back off in another spaceship