Lyrics

[Intro] Man all I hear is Santana this, Santana that Santana you can't do this, Santana you can't do that Man why I can't I just smoke a blunt and be me That's how I feel.. Okay it's Santana, I'm back again You know what man? What? What? This is... (hooow I feeel) yeah, oh [Verse] You fuckas don't know a damn thing about me (nope) A piece, a part, a hamstring about me The streets my heart you can't get it out me, it's (hooow I feeel) You fuckas know me, it was a sharp throb in my bones I looked it was my own flesh, heart, and my bones Problems at home So I left 'em there, got up out the hemisphere Misery loves company, I don't respect that there Dipset on the posta, boy for comin' so close to Being the black La Costra Nostra Jim is my big buzzin', Zeek's my big cousin Killa's my big nigga, also my big brother We are the Dip family, get a grip, family Nothin' alive can divide this family So come on roll with the Set, come on roll with the best Where pain is felt niggas notice you stressed, oh! The game itself don't notice your stress You get left smokin', zonin' on steps, no! That's not the way to go, but that's the way you'll go If you don't get up off you ass and find a way to go Streets to rap, yeah that's the way I went Now it's beats and rhymes, that's the way I pay the rent Fuck what ya think nigga, 'cause this is.. (hooow I feeel) Niggas know me