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[Verse]
I make music I consider a challenge
Like this here, reminds me of Gilligan's Island
And that reminds of Harlem, where my niggaz is whylin
The only borough that was built on an island, woah
You fucks 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
Niggaz 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 Muhammad Atta, no plane lessons, cocaine 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
Niggaz back up, or lift us back up

[Chorus: 2x]
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Y'all can't fuck with me, okay

[Verse]
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 bitches 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 BLDAT
Fucka, this nigga gotta stop, out of sight, out of mind
He gotta go, he out of line

[Chorus: 2x]
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, Okay, Okay
Okay, Okay, Okay
Y'all can't fuck with me, OKAY
[Verse]  I make music I consider a challenge  Like this here, reminds me of Gilligan's Island  And that reminds of Harlem, where my niggaz is whylin  The only borough that was built on an island, woah  You fucks 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  Niggaz 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 Muhammad Atta, no plane lessons, cocaine 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  Niggaz back up, or lift us back up    [Chorus: 2x]  Okay, okay, okay  Okay, okay, okay  Okay, okay, okay  Y'all can't fuck with me, okay    [Verse]  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 bitches 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 BLDAT  Fucka, this nigga gotta stop, out of sight, out of mind  He gotta go, he out of line    [Chorus: 2x]  Okay, okay, okay  Okay, Okay, Okay  Okay, Okay, Okay  Y'all can't fuck with me, OKAY
 
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