Raekwon - Ason Jones Lyrics
[Intro: Raekwon]Word, I miss you, I miss the GodWord... a powerful brother, man, he was live[Raekwon:]He was a powerful general, the smell from his breath was BallantineI think it was the year '89He stayed the freshest, Polo boots, wallies with them colorful low goosesComing from Medina, we boostWe up in A&S, slipping and dipping to BedstuyNative, he used to beatbox, thousands'll listenYo, that's before, the Wu got on, him and Allah Just'And RZA, came to the Island one morn'A nigga could dance to slow music, outdrink any niggaOn the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold loosiesFive foot seven, a legend was born, Russell 'Ason" JonesI know him for his braids and lessonsA wise man with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chestA right hand, you quick, serving you RemyYo, let's toast to the fallen, lost forgottenAiyo, if niggas could hear me, then roll up some broccoliAson, the heart of a lion, a purified mindThe way he did it, with a mic and some wineI would never forget the days we used to sit backDays I be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yoI just miss this niggaAnd now I understand the meaning of love, when I kissed the nigga[Interlude: Ol' Dirty Bastard sample]My name is Ol' Dirty Bastard, youknowhatimsayin?I don't hide nothing back, I barely, I mean, I come from a family, manOf poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying?When I came out my mother's womb I was on welfare, youknowhatimsayin?So so so it's like, you got to keep it real, nahwhatimean?[Raekwon:]He had a heart of gold, intelligent soul from day oneLoud as the ferry, best friend was momma CherrySweet lady, BK baby, she taught DirtyHow to cook, clean, singing the songs, say theOld school dances and O.E., Ballantine, the wineWe sip, while we sat with the O.G.'sKnowledge of self, good healthThe fortunes that came with the game, had my brother insaneIt's like wealth ain't enough to live forBut if you got love in your heart, just believe in yourselfThat was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the black Land'Few jewelry pieces with his gold fangs, his fam(Brooklyn Zu) you know my brother was I'llThe first dude to say, "Yo, keep it real"Yeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap professorNow he with Allah, that's a blessing[Interlude: Ol' Dirty Bastard sample]See, it's like, ok, where I come fromIn my neighborhood, my people know meYouknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to come any differentThey ain't gon' respect me no moreYouknowhatimsaying? Because they - you know peopleGot their thing about themselves, you knowIf you come from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsayingYou couldn't, you couldn't get out the neighborhoodBut you could never take the neighborhood out of the peopleYouknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and crossoverTo the other side, people understand that, and they don't like thatThat's why they don't be buying people musicSee, we keeps it real, and we always gon' keep it realYou can't knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man
