In 1998, the band Santana was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame with Carlos Santana, José "Chepito" Areas, David Brown, Gregg Rolie, Mike Carabello, and Michael Shrieve The band has earned nine Grammy Awards and three Latin Grammy Awards, the latter all in 2000. Carlos Santana won a Grammy Award as a solo artist in 1988. The band has sold more than 100 million records worldwide, making them one of the world's best-selling groups of all time. In 2013, Santana announced a reunion of the classic line-up for a new album, Santana IV, which was released in April 2016. They are tied for having the most won Grammy Awards in one night.
Santana
Santana Lyrics
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Stupido rapper mi fa (mi fa il bait)
Yeah
Bdope, chiama due b-
Stupido rapper mi fa il bait (mi fa il bait)
Stupido rapper vuole il fight (uh)
Ho fatto i soldi, non lo nego (nego)
Santana (pew)
Ho scelto Dio, io non parlo con il diavolo
Santana (pew)
Per uccidermi vi servirà un miracolo
Santana (pew)
Ho scelto Dio, io non parlo con il diavolo
Santana (pew)
Per uccidermi vi servirà un miracolo
Il cazzo nella moda
Nell'arte, nella droga (skrrt-skrrt)
Wayne Santana è la cosa
Che cazzo parli? Non ti sento
Le parole vanno con il vento
Collane colorate, sembra che vendo frutta
Soldi mi fanno stare alto anche se sto in tuta
Entriamo nel locale, sai che salto la fila
Sono un bimbo dark, sai che salto l'invidia
Buddy cash dentro borse di Hermes
Non parlarmi di droga, ho riempito un Cayanne
Non parlarmi di street, ferri dentro il blue jeans
Vogliono farmi fuori come Bruce Lee (ua-tah)
Stupido rapper mi fa il bait (mi fa il bait)
Stupido rapper vuole il fight
Ho fatto i soldi, non lo nego
Sto troppo alto, non ti vedo (ciao)
Santana (pew)
Ho scelto Dio, io non parlo con il diavolo
Santana (pew)
Per uccidermi vi servirà un miracolo
Santana (pew)
Ho scelto Dio, io non parlo con il diavolo
Santana (pew)
Per uccidermi vi servirà un miracolo
La verità è come la poesia
E la maggior parte delle persone sta sul cazzo
The lyrics of Santana by Rob Thomas featuring Santana are about the singer expressing his confidence and success while dismissing others who try to bring him down. In the first verse, the rapper he refers to appears to be trying to start a fight or challenge him, but Thomas remains unfazed and focused on his accomplishments. He mentions having made money and being too high up to even see his opponent. He then repeats the name Santana, almost as a battle cry or statement of identity, suggesting that he has chosen to follow a higher power, and is therefore immune to the devil or the negativity of others. He expresses a sense of invincibility, saying that it will take a miracle to kill him.
In the second verse, Thomas continues to assert his dominance and status. He appears to mock those who criticize him or try to hold him back, saying that their words are meaningless and only blow away with the wind. He seems to enjoy flaunting his wealth and success, mentioning expensive jewelry, clothes, and a fancy car. The reference to Bruce Lee suggests that he sees himself as a fighter or martial artist who is confident in his abilities. The chorus repeats the same message of choosing God over the devil, and warning any potential foes that killing him would be nearly impossible.
Overall, the lyrics to Santana are assertive and confident, expressing a sense of invincibility and spiritual protection. Thomas seems to be taking pride in his accomplishments and success, while dismissing those who try to bring him down. The repeated use of the name Santana also reinforces a sense of identity and purpose, while also highlighting the collaboration with the legendary guitarist.
Line by Line Meaning
Bdope, triplo sette, Roma centro
Referring to the location the singer is in.
Stupido rapper mi fa il bait (mi fa il bait)
Annoyed by rappers trying to pick a fight with him.
Stupido rapper vuole il fight (uh)
Continuing to express his annoyance with rappers and their desire to fight him.
Ho fatto i soldi, non lo nego (nego)
Admitting to having made a lot of money.
Sto troppo alto, non ti vedo
Feeling above others and not seeing them as equals.
Santana (pew)
Referring to himself and his personality.
Ho scelto Dio, io non parlo con il diavolo
Choosing his own path and not being swayed by temptation.
Per uccidermi vi servirà un miracolo
Believing that his success has been a result of divine intervention.
Il cazzo nella moda
Showing a sense of disdain for the superficial world of fashion.
Nell'arte, nella droga (skrrt-skrrt)
Expressing his connection to the world of art and drugs.
Wayne Santana è la cosa
Referring to himself as an important figure.
Che cazzo parli? Non ti sento
Ignoring people who try to undermine him.
Le parole vanno con il vento
Believing that words are meaningless.
Collane colorate, sembra che vendo frutta
Poking fun at ostentatious displays of wealth.
Soldi mi fanno stare alto anche se sto in tuta
Acknowledging that money can make one feel powerful even when dressed casually.
Entriamo nel locale, sai che salto la fila
Implying that he is a VIP who doesn't need to wait in line.
Sono un bimbo dark, sai che salto l'invidia
Believing that his unique sense of style sets him apart from others.
Buddy cash dentro borse di Hermes
Indicating that he carries large sums of money in expensive bags.
Non parlarmi di droga, ho riempito un Cayanne
Boasting about his wealth and success.
Non parlarmi di street, ferri dentro il blue jeans
Dismissing the notion of being 'street' or 'hood'.
Vogliono farmi fuori come Bruce Lee (ua-tah)
Feeling targeted by those who envy his success.
Stupido rapper mi fa il bait (mi fa il bait)
Repeating his annoyance with rappers who try to start fights with him.
Stupido rapper vuole il fight
Continuing to express his frustration with rappers who challenge him.
Ho fatto i soldi, non lo nego
Reiterating his financial success.
Sto troppo alto, non ti vedo (ciao)
Continuing to feel superior to others.
Santana (pew)
Referring to himself and his persona yet again.
Ho scelto Dio, io non parlo con il diavolo
Reiterating his beliefs and convictions.
Per uccidermi vi servirà un miracolo
Maintaining his conviction that his success is meant to be.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Oscar Inglese, Umberto Violo
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