Lyrics:

Turn this up a little louder now
Turn this up a little louder now
Turn it up

Ladies and gents you're tuned to the sound of carlos santana

Ahhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh

Where the ladies at?
Where my dogs at?

Since supernatural ain't nothing changed
All new players still the same old game
Well if you're low-riding or you're up in your range
Let me see you blow your horn
For the mommies that be looking good at the bus stop
The ones at the club that be making the fights start
Cruise with the thugs that be making the guns spark
Why can't we all just get along?
Lapd
Rodney's beating
Streets on fire, the people fleeing
Someone said that's o.j. speeding
Cochrane beefing that glove ain't fittin'
Tyson's fight, vegas lights
Tupac lost his life that night
And biggie dies
And hip-hop cries
And that's when the east and the west unite
So, come on

Oh, baby, baby, baby
I got your back
No matter where I am
No matter where you at
When you're thinking of me
I'm dreaming of you
Oh, don't worry baby
If you can't break through
It's 'cause I'm on the same line
Calling at the same time
Trying to ease your mind
I ain't too much of a man to say
I can't wait to get to do the supernatural to you

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Hey sister soul sister ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhh

Since supernatural ain't nothing changed
Still boppin' heads on the uptown train
Playing in the speakers while you driving the range
Speeding on the parkway switching lanes
From the underground to the tunnel bangin your radio
Mtv, bet, video
The santana show via satellite in mexico
Vip at the door
No more dreaming, guitars screaming
You can make it, keep believing
But as time keeps passing
Feel my passion
I won't sell my soul for fashion
Grammy night, too much hype, too much cars, too much ice
My man just got 25 to life
Aaliyah flies to paradise

Oh, baby, baby, baby
I got your back
No matter where I am
No matter where you at
When you're thinking of me
I'm dreaming of you
Oh, don't worry baby
If you can't break through
It's 'cause I'm on the same line
Calling at the same time
Trying to ease your mind
I ain't too much of a man to say
I can't wait to get to do the supernatural to you

Ahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh
Ahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh
Hey, yo carlos
Make the guitar cry

Make the guitar cry