Lyric Okay, 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