[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... Yea
    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
  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 (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, boy for coming so close to
  Being the black Lagrosta 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
  The pain is felt niggaz 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, yea that's the way I went
  Now its beats and rhymes, that's the way I pay the rent
  Fuck what ya think nigga
  Cause this is..
    Niggaz know me