Lyrics:

[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, 911 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,