How I Feel

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 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 With 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 a*s 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 nigga 'cause this is, niggaz know me