I make music I consider a challenge Like this here, reminds me of Gilligan's IslandAnd that reminds of Harlem, where my *****z is whylin' The only borough that was built on an island, woah You *****s probably ain't know, if they cut off the bridges We'd be stuck, forced to live on the island But we gangstas, riders, 9/11 survivors *****z still want beef than holla You think you 'bout it, get your piece and holla Squeze the piece when I think it's problems, do you follow? A young, no plane lessons ******* lessons, just a plot of towers Before they crashed and divided the towers I'm hurtin', working hard to reprovide the towers, like Bring 'em back up, lift 'em back up *****z back up or lift us back up Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Y'all can't ***** with me, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Y'all can't ***** with me, okay Now let me hear you say, okay It's Santana the great again, tie him up Bandana his face again I tried to tell 'em it's no escaping the basics And no escaping the hatred and no escaping the matrix man Only Neo is me, no Cleo can see my future If she did I'd shoot her They tried to say the mission was impossible I came through, crew did it, got it poppin' too Two *******es on my side both prostitutes Gray smoke, mobster's suit, yeah, they get it poppin' too I get my ace holes chopped in two, dimes, quarters, rocks in two The fiends cop it too Yeah, look at 'em rockin' two, rockin' boat, rock n' jock Stop and plot, hot a B L D A T*****a, this ***** gotta stop, out of sight, out of mind He gotta go, he out of line Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Y'all can't ***** with me, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Y'all can't ***** with me, okay
I make music I consider a challenge Like this here, reminds me of Gilligan's IslandAnd that reminds of Harlem, where my *****z is whylin' The only borough that was built on an island, woah You *****s probably ain't know, if they cut off the bridges We'd be stuck, forced to live on the island But we gangstas, riders, 9/11 survivors *****z still want beef than holla You think you 'bout it, get your piece and holla Squeze the piece when I think it's problems, do you follow? A young, no plane lessons ******* lessons, just a plot of towers Before they crashed and divided the towers I'm hurtin', working hard to reprovide the towers, like Bring 'em back up, lift 'em back up *****z back up or lift us back up Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Y'all can't ***** with me, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Y'all can't ***** with me, okay Now let me hear you say, okay It's Santana the great again, tie him up Bandana his face again I tried to tell 'em it's no escaping the basics And no escaping the hatred and no escaping the matrix man Only Neo is me, no Cleo can see my future If she did I'd shoot her They tried to say the mission was impossible I came through, crew did it, got it poppin' too Two *******es on my side both prostitutes Gray smoke, mobster's suit, yeah, they get it poppin' too I get my ace holes chopped in two, dimes, quarters, rocks in two The fiends cop it too Yeah, look at 'em rockin' two, rockin' boat, rock n' jock Stop and plot, hot a B L D A T*****a, this ***** gotta stop, out of sight, out of mind He gotta go, he out of line Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Y'all can't ***** with me, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Y'all can't ***** with me, okay
