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? This is, yeah

You f**kas don`t know a damn thing about me
A piece, a part, a hamstring about me
The street`s my heart you can`t get it out me, it`s
You f**kas 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 them there, got up out the atmosphere
Misery loves company, I don`t respect that there
Dip Set on the posta, boys for coming so close to
Being the black Lagrosta Nostra

Jim is my big buzzin`, Zeek`s my big cousin
Killa`s my big ni**a, 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
With pain is felt, ni**az know that you stressed, oh
The game itself don`t notice your stress
You been left smokin`, zoning 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
F**k what ya think ni**a `cause this is, ni**az know me